Billionaire Legacy: I Became Overpowered With My Spending System - Chapter 45 - Assesment Start

The day the city fell, Feng Yun was treated by her father as a spoil of war and presented to the enemy general.Everyone pitied her, soon to be a captive, plunging into a fiery pit.Yet she veiled the little donkey cart that took her out of the city tightly, daring not to let anyone see the secret delight in her heart…As a child, she behaved oddly and spoke startling words, once predicting a war in which the whole army was wiped out, nearly being burned to death by her clan as a demon.When she grew up, her beauty was out of the world, but she was rejected by her husband's family.In the period of chaos and disorder everywhewe, where could a female captive go?“I do not seek a devoted partner to grow old with; I merely wish to rule unrivaled in this life.”In her previous life, Feng Yun was always the one being scorned by others; in this life, she decided to strike first, turning the tables on each and every one of them, those so-called unreachable flowers and beasts in gentleman's clothing, those degenerates… all to be scorned in return.

PS: FL isn’t a pushoverIn her previous life, Marissa Austen and her sister, Ashlyn Austen were forced to choose between two men―Derek Thompson. The Grand Duke of Denver. He’s the cold, unfeeling older brother and Carlos Thompson. The bastard son of the Thompsons. He’s the charming, magnetic younger brother. Ashlyn chose Derek, convinced it was her path to luxury. But when she found her husband forever absent and unloving, whispers of his infidelity spread and was eventually thrown out of the duchy, envy consumed her. Meanwhile, Marissa’s husband was rising in power, day by day closing the gap with his brother and finally gaining the title of the Grand Duke. Blinded by jealousy, Ashlyn dragged them both to their deaths.When Marissa opened her eyes, she was back on the day their wedding carriages were arriving at the church’s courtyard. This time, Ashlyn insisted she switch carriage with Marissa. Her intention: To take the younger brother. But she never knew the truth: every of his achievements were because of Marissa, and he was not what he seemed. And Marissa was only too glad to claim the older brother as her own. What does fate have in store for the two sisters?

Xu Cun, who was reborn in 1977, started from Xiangjiang and built a global entertainment empire step by step.

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In the God Domain, Cultivators were far and few between, but each of them wielded power that would make them known as gods.

How did they come to have such power? They comprehended the laws between heaven and earth and became those very laws.

But something occurred, a youth that hadn’t gained the acknowledgment of the heavens to become a cultivator chance upon Qi. Determined to reverse the bad hand faith had dealt him he started researching it and came to a shocking conclusion. The very laws that the heavens prevented him from comprehending were swirling around in this strange energy!

The youth thought to himself that if he could somehow control it, then he could defy the heavens and become a cultivator. Without any hesitation he began researching more and found out that the only way to control this newfound energy was to absorb it within his body.

After many years of preparations, he did exactly that.

However, he promptly died from the finger size strand he absorbed.

Ten years after his death a cultivator found his research journal and decided to further study this fascinating idea.

Skip forward to an unknown period in the future and a baby was born into a powerful royal family as the second prince. Upon his birth this child had the laws of heaven and earth swirling around him. This immediately sent the royal court into a stir as they thought the heavens themselves had blessed the Emperor’s second son.

But as that was happening, the baby that had just been born saw the midwife use a spell to turn Qi into water to clean him.

Upon seeing this, the baby’s eyes widen into saucers as a voice screamed hysterically in his head, “W-WHO THE FUCK STOLE MY IDEA?!”