Heroic Wife Reborn - Chapter 8: Née Zhao and Father’s Venomous Scheme

A mysterious teenager who had lost his past, awakened in Tianlong Continent. Mistaken as the Ye family’s Son, he used this identity to observe this chaotic world and to search for his past self, but only to find an inevitable and terrible fate, therefore he indignantly laughed at his destiny, and revealed his prowess to rule the lands under the heavens.

Eight hundred years ago, Xie Lian was the Crown Prince of the Xian Le kingdom. He was beloved by his citizens and was considered the darling of the world. He ascended to the Heavens at a young age; however, due to unfortunate circumstances, was quickly banished back to the mortal realm. Years later, he ascends again–only to be banished again a few minutes after his ascension.

Now, eight hundred years later, Xie Lian ascends to the Heavens for the third time as the laughing stock among all three realms. On his first task as a god thrice ascended, he meets a mysterious demon who rules the ghosts and terrifies the Heavens, yet, unbeknownst to Xie Lian, this demon king has been paying attention to him for a very, very long time.

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Waking up in the World of Food Wars—Yuuki gains a unique edge: The Fishing System.This mysterious system grants him fishing bait of varying qualities—Depending on the bait used, Yuuki can reel in incredible rewards pulled from—countless different Worlds.With Small Bait—Yuuki landed a Legendary set of Seven-Star Knives.Large Bait yielded powerful Flame Abilities.And the Super Bait? It allowed him to hook the very Essence of Culinary Respect from the Toriko Universe—Food Honor.Beyond that—special “Growth Bait” becomes available as Yuuki himself levels up and improves his skills.Armed with his Fishing System—Yuuki casts his line into Totsuki Academy, ready to start his overpowered Culinary journey and reel in victory after victory.

Rakna was not normal. No, unmistakably not.

Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice?

No. He was merely but a tormented soul doing its utmost to live the life it had learned to never enjoy.

Would being picked by a glorified universal abductor calling itself a system bring something out of him?

Would he finally learn to breathe in the pool of blood that suffocated him? The Harvester does not sow, he only collects.

All he has ever known to feel was loss and the only thing he can do is take.

He will devour their hearts and drink their blood if it is what it takes.