Ghost in the City - Chapter 15

He said: “My only wish is for you to disappear from my sight forever.”

Song Youran deeply loved Xie Jingchuan because of the warmth he unintentionally gave her. But she knew that Xie Jingchuan didn't love her, so she spent five years trying to make him fall in love with her. However, the result was that Xie Jingchuan hated her more and more every day. Looking back, Song Youran finally chose to ‘disappear’ from Xie Jingchuan’s world …

Everyone thought that Song Youran had died. Only Xie Jingchuan believed that Song Youran must still be living a peaceful life in a certain corner of the world. Previously, he thought that once Song Youran disappeared, he would be happy. However, when the misunderstanding was finally revealed, this was the first time that Xie Jingchuan truly felt heartbroken.

Even if love and hate were to be forgotten over time, could she fall for him again as if she had never been hurt by him?

Wu Yuan, a celebrated Grandmaster in his past life, transmigrates to a world where martial arts reign supreme. Armed with his previous cultivation experience and a fresh start in a fourteen-year-old body, the prime age of physical development, he's ready to redo his martial arts cultivation from scratch and perfect it this time. But this isn't just any world; it's a place where the human genome pushes the boundaries of imagination, and that's a challenge he can't resist.

Unfortunately, Wu Yuan's initial plans for peaceful cultivation are shattered by the harsh reality of a relentless, ruthless world. Assassination attempts and conspiracies hound him, compelling him to lay low. With unwavering determination, he embarks on a thrilling journey, knowing the only true path to safety for both him and his family lies at the pinnacle of power. And he is resolved to ascend to the peak, no matter what it takes.

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I remember the story of a novel I had read in my previous life just before my marriage. If you don’t mess up the wedding, you’ll be poisoned by your husband! So I kissed the pastor who was in charge of the ceremony.

“Commander, are you alright?” shouted one of the holy knights as he approached the pastor who was kissed.

Huh, what?

Wait … are you the commander of the Holy Knights?

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Rurutia, who was about to die, wanted to spend her last moment in a temple where she felt at ease the most. She started a business with her friends for the temple, and it was a big hit.

“Miss, you have the world in the palm of your hands!”

“Are you a God who has descended to Earth?”

In the midst of being embarrassed by the large crown, the commander of the holy knights himself was also acting strange.

“All I wish for is to be your husband,” he said, his eyes shining with obsession. “Take responsibility for stealing my first kiss.”

This is all so wrong.

It seems that I changed my future.

“Nine Heavens cast down the Undying Tree, from the tomb the Immortal's bones were fetched;Taoist Venerable tut-tutted as they drank blood plasma, Old Buddha relished in the chew of meat;Beasts and livestock rang the Dharma Drum, city foxes and hole-dwelling rats boiled in the pot;In the Immortality Wine, the resentful spirits were fishy, at the Killing Banquet, the Dao Fruit was bitter!”In this world where Daoist Skill manifested, countless Sect Cultivators, Side Door Magicians, princes and scholars, officials of high rank and nobles all coveted immortality!Owl God Tomb, stealing heavenly secrets, Pearl Gathering Skill, Holy Infant Pill, bone effigies, Yin God Shrine, human-transformed monsters, Undying Elixir, Red Line Poison, Blood Immortal insects, Mermaid Meat, gold-threaded robes, Five Poisons Primordial Spirit, Seven Star Life Extension...They killed and harmed life only to steal the “Killing Dao Fruit” borne upon that Undying Tree!Until... a sly “Fishing Man” came to this world.Wang Yuan, born with the Small Book of Life and Death, had but a simple and unadorned dream:Amid bustling strings and smoky vistas, on a night bathed in moonlight, in peace and quiet did I lean on the rail, savoring the wind, toasting to the stars.With his “Bride in bridal clothes,” watching the sunrise at Taishan in the morning, admiring Qionghua in Luoyang at noon, and drinking under the aurora by the North Sea in the evening.“But you all smell so incredibly fragrant!No more, none shall escape, for today I shall crowdfund Cultivating Immortality! Please... my treasure, turn around!”The blood-red veil of the Bride abruptly fluttered to the ground.