MTL - Mulan Has No Elder Brother - Chapter 408 Mu Jian fights back

Li Yi once lived the dream of every pro gamer. He was at the top of his game with the best equipment, the highest stats, and everything a gamer could ever hope for. However, he soon realized that none of his ill-gotten gains for his to keep when he was branded Public Enemy Number One and killed in the biggest battle of the ages.

Dante was an ageless warlock who had been going from one battle to another for hundreds of years.Following a chaotic encounter with an evil god, Dante unintentionally activates a contract with a demon, thrusting him into the modern world.Resolved to live a peaceful life, his intentions are halted when he finds himself in the middle of a conflict among rival mafia factions—dabbling with the ominous demonic magic that he knows best.

She was a peerless genius in the way of medicine, holding the Medicine King Cauldron in her hand.

Once she transmigrated, she became a lowly little medicine slave in dispensary.

Physicians made her life difficult, princesses humiliated her, even her fiancé came knocking on her door to break off the engagement?

What was that?!

However, she had the cauldron in her hand; the top-notch medicinal herb was in her hands. She stole rare and precious herbs, punished the slanderous, plotted against the petty, treated the Emperor’s sickness, and saved the Crown Prince.

Then, the imperial edict turned the medicine slave to a concubine and received endless doting. It was unbreakable. Wait… didn’t Prince Jun, who wielded great power in the imperial court, say she was a a detestable individual?

As the saying goes, the concubine was good in the way of medicine.

However…

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Epic fantasy presence: Ashes Of The First Tyrant [AOTFT]Prologue – The Law of AuraThey say every soul burns.Some flare brightly and fade. Others smolder quietly for a lifetime.But a rare few, rare beyond reason ignite with such intensity that the world bends to them. These are not gods. Not yet.These are the Tyrants.And their aura is not a gift.It is a weight a burden.In this world, aura is everything.It is the breath behind a sword strike, the pressure behind a command, the silent will that can crush or inspire. Most are born with it. Few master it.But only one…only one in an ageawakens the Tyrant’s Spirit…the aura that dominates not by force, but by presence alone.