Limitless Cultivation: I Can Master Every Profession! - Chapter 180: Fragments

The cold star reflects the halberd, the moon shines on the bow, and the dragon bird and the snow are startled at night.

Outside of Qianshan, Banzhi’s fame is in the hometown of Yinhua Huoshu.

“I, Rong Taotao, will one day be the master of those nine stars.”

That year, a young man with a small schoolbag, a natural scroll on his head, and a Fang Tianhua halberd said this on the rooftop.

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“These are my conditions. You have to agree upon them before we can get married.”“Accepted. Each one of them is accepted. Any more conditions, soon to be wife?”“Yes, I want your help to destroy my jerk of an ex-boyfriend.”A sly smile appeared on the lips of the men sitting opposite her.“With pleasure.” How could he let his competitor stay unharmed? He would be having his own fun in destroying the man who had made him taste vinegar a lots of times.“Something as?”Before she could even shake her head, he stood up from his seat and held her hand. “Let's go.”“Where are we going?”“Civil affairs bureau. Any time later and it will be closed.”Xin Mei looked at the man with wide eyes, and before she could comprehend, she was sitting in civil affairs bureau with a marriage license in her hand.****Xin Mei woke up from coma after 3 weeks of long sleep. She faced a brutal reality like every other female lead; her boyfriend was cheating on her with her best friend. Feeling vengeful, she decided to have her revenge.It's payback time.“She snatched my boyfriend; I will snatch her career from her.”“He rejected me. No problem. I will find a more handsome man than him.”“His father made my father beg; now I will make him beg.”And who will help her? Su Yuchen!Su Yuchen believed that a person can fall in love only once and he had already fallen in it. His belief was broken badly when he met Xin Mei. After tasting a lot of vinegar, he could not wait for another second to make her his wife. He could not lose his second inning in love.

The Principality of Atall lies between two great powers: the Kingdom of Allion to the west, and the Holy Dytiann Alliance to the east. Leo Attiel, the second-born prince, was sent to Allion as little more than a hostage, where he studied and trained in the military arts under a frontier general. And now, the times have reached a turning point.

Relations between Allion and Conscon Temple, a neutral land adjoining Atall, have worsened. Percy, sent from Atall as reinforcement; Camus, a warrior monk; and Kuon, a mercenary from a remote region, join forces to resist the looming threat of Allion’s army.

At the centre of the fighting, the three of them and Leo are about to have their fated encounter.

I died in an explosion—a betrayal engineered by the man I trusted most.But instead of the end, I woke up in a new body. A noblewoman’s body. Evelina, disgraced and hated, accused of poisoning the Crown Prince of a kingdom where werewolves rule the land.And worse?The man whose life I supposedly tried to end is now my fated mate.Damian, the Crown Prince, is as cold as the moonlight that binds us, his piercing silver eyes filled with distrust every time they land on me. He doesn’t believe my innocence, and frankly, I don’t care.My only priority is survival in this dangerous, medieval world—and figuring out why fate decided to shove me into the life of a traitor.But the longer I’m near Damian, the harder it is to ignore the pull between us—the undeniable heat of the mate bond that makes his touch electric and his presence intoxicating.Enemies lurk in the shadows, including the woman who thinks she should be his Luna. Court intrigue spirals out of control, and the person behind Evelina’s betrayal might be closer than I realize.Damian’s trust is my only shield, but when the truth of my transmigration comes to light, I’m not sure even that will be enough to save me.Because in this world, it’s not love that conquers all—it’s power. And mine might not be enough.