Daily Life in the 70s - Chapter 361 Comparison

The new book “You're in Glory” has been started, the firefighter brother and the wise little sister are waiting for your attraction ~:-DGu Xiaobei has travelled through time. She doesn't have a space-travelling ability, nor a golden finger, only a stubborn and abstinent old cadre!From a cheetah to a loyal dog, from a husband to a daddy.She's not afraid of either covert or overt strategies, and she gets along extraordinarily well with her mother-in-law and sisters-in-law!Returning to the 1980s, in those nostalgic times, she wants to hold onto her perfectly respectable officer husband and live a happy and fulfilling military wife life...

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Once upon a time, Earth had Qi, and many cultivators lived within it, but one day all of them disappeared, and it became the cultivator's forbidden land.

However, as time went on, humans underwent evolution, and many of them gained superpowers. Besides Earth, there are three other realms connected to Earth. The three realms are the Heaven Realm, the Hell Realm, and the Earth God Realm.

When Chen Li was very young, he only knew that his father was killed by people from several powerful and prominent families, and his family's property was also robbed by them.

Since then, he had also been bullied by the younger generations of those families, but he couldn't do anything against them. Because they were possessors of superpowers, whereas he was just an ordinary young man with a frail body, and he didn't have any superpowers whatsoever.

One day, some of them beat him almost to death, then they dumped him in the northern forest and left him to die. However, fate was still kind to Chen Li. Just as he was about to die, the soul remnant of a strong cultivator named Song Tianyi found him.

Song Tianyi decided to save Chen Li from death; he took him as his sole successor, and he passed everything down to him.

After that, Chen Li trained diligently to become a strong cultivator with one goal: revenge.

How will Chen Li go about facing the superpower holders and getting revenge on those people? And how would he face the races of the other three realms?

Let's find out.

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