From the Heavens Descended an Immortal Sister - Chapter 87 - 85: The Secret Known to the Higher-Ups_1

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Gu Xi transmigrated to a fantasy world where strength was exalted. He was weak from a young age and was detested by his own clan.

Thankfully, he was bound to the Infinite Extraction System.

With the system, he could analyze anything and discover its weaknesses. He could also extract their impurities and repair their flaws.

Therefore, he extracted the billions of toxins from his own body and tempered a unique Unsullied Body, which put him in the best physical condition for cultivation.

His abilities improved by leaps and bounds.

What would he do if he lacked martial arts techniques?

[Ding! 99 million flaws are detected in the Sword Drawing Technique, a basic martial arts technique. The flaws have been repaired automatically and it has become the One Sword Immortal Kneels, a divine-grade cultivation technique.]

[Ding! 50 million flaws are detected in the waste left in the cauldron. The flaws have been repaired automatically and it has become the Pill of Great Enlightenment, a supreme-grade medicinal pill.]

[Ding! A hint of the divine beast bloodline is detected in White Fox, the Familiar Beast. The impurities in its body have been extracted automatically and it has evolved into the Nine-tailed Celestial Fox.]

As such, Gu Xi turned all junk into treasures and he was on an easy journey to become the mightiest in the world.

The nuclear holocaust which caused the collapse of the Old Times on Earth should have wiped out all human life on the planet. Yes, the gods set up their beautiful Elysiums to provide sanctuaries for their chosen, but by all rights everyone outside the elysian lands should’ve perished long ago. Yet somehow, human life still managed to persist, even in the deadly, mutant-infested wastelands.

Cloudhawk was a young scavenger who dreamed of being as free as the hawks in the skies, yet seemed destined to live out his life scrounging for scraps in the wasteland ruins. Fate, however, is ever-fickle. A chance meeting with a ragtag group of mercenaries changed the trajectory of his life, bringing him into a world with mutants and metahumans, demonhunters and godslayers, and even gods and demons. Cloudhawk would find his own place in a world that was far greater than he had imagined, find his own path between the zealous light of Sumeru and the whispering darkness of the Abyss… and one day, he would find that even gods may fall.

Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, “Good Morning, Chief!”

She has been drawn into the life of the phoenix, such fate – “The Emperor Swallow”, but few days later she married the Prime Minister; she possesses beauty that overthrows cities and ruins states but also has a talented and virtuous mind, yet her husband is deeply in love with the Emperor’s doted consort. On their wedding night, his face filled with guilt, says to her: Apart from love, I can give you anything……

Though deep in nobility, her life is not monotonous, to pick up the new number one scholar from within the imperial palace, to rescue the Nu clan’s prince in the back alleys, and with the young general falling off the cliff, with the Emperor engaging in a battle of wits over the inner palace…….

Many men were unable to conquer her beauty and wisdom, yet when trying to win the beauty, they cannot let go of their plundering desires in lust for power. Within the imperial court, there is an underlying turbulence of disputing fronts. On the battlefield, there is the slaughtering of armoured cavalry……the tender grace of a beauty, hearts fuelled with lust for power, which is it that is the burial of such heroes?

Troubled times since the war, they survive in this strife, fighting to dominate this world, seizing the beauty that overthrows cities and ruin states……

The world, because of this beauty, is in chaos; but who is it that this beauty charmingly smiles at?

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