I'm Really a Villain - Chapter 1700: Outer Realm Demon Stone, Beginning the Condensation of the Primordial Spirit

In the Province of the Nine Skies, far above the heavens, there exists Nine Galaxies of Astral Rivers made up of countless constellations interwoven together.

For Martial Cultivators, they could form an innate link with one of the constellations, awaken their Astral Soul, and transform into a Stellar Martial Cultivator.

Legend has it that, the strongest cultivators in the Province of the Nine Skies, were beings that could open an astral gate every time they advanced into a new realm. Their talent in cultivation was such that they could even establish innate links with constellations that existed in a layer higher than the Nine Layers of Heavens, eventually transforming into the heaven-defying and earth-shattering power known as the War God of the Nine Heavens.

Qin Wentian is the MC of this story. How could a guy, with a broken set of meridians, successfully cultivate? There were countless Stellar Martial Cultivators, as there were countless constellations in the vast starry skies. What he wanted to be, was the brightest constellation of all, shining dazzlingly in the vast starry skies.

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“Ye Ling, be good and just surrender to me!” A familiar, nauseating voice echoed in her ears, and Ye Ling realized that she had been reborn!

In her previous life, Ye Ling had suffered on behalf of her stepsister in the countryside out of familial love. That’s when she caught the attention of the despicable beast before her.

In her previous life, he had forced himself upon her and used public opinion to coerce her into marriage.

Ye Ling’s married life was even more miserable. Not only did she have to work to support the extensive household, but she also endured domestic violence from this b*stard.

She miscarried due to the abuse, where she suffered severe bleeding, which resulted in her inability to get pregnant again. Later, the village leader promised her a divorce if she could get into university. But to her surprise, this scoundrel had secretly sold her acceptance letter to someone else!

In her second chance at life, Ye Ling decided to change her destiny. She wanted everyone who had hurt her to suffer!

In an era where the law had yet to be widely enforced, Ye Ling’s first act was to report the incidents to the police. She was no longer as weak as she was in her previous life and relied on her talent and hard work to acquire medical skills.

Her stepsister wanted to snatch away her good fortune? Wishful thinking!

Her father wanted to sell her to an older man with violent tendencies? Dream on!

She studied medicine, grew herbs, pursued higher education, and inadvertently became a renowned miracle doctor.

The man who had once saved her from dire straits looked at her with pride and said, “As expected of my wife!”

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