MTL - There’s No Such Thing as Love in a Swordsman’s Heart - Chapter 83 Re-experience

[Across the past and present + past and present life + entertainment industry]

The young priest who had been trapped in the temple her entire life committed suicide after the rebels captured her, and was reborn in modern society in the body of Qi Wu, a young girl who committed suicide by jumping into the sea.

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“Rookie Assemblage Order” is a phenomenon-level talent show that has exploded in recent years. Future all-around idols, e-sports greats, top music stars, and national movie queens were still struggling to survive on this show.

However, not long after the show started, they all said that Qi Wu was the star of their lives.

Qi Wu’s daily life as a talent show participant: working, making money, and occasionally dealing with children’s problems.

Qi Wu in the eyes of netizens: strangely powerful, a boss, always crushing the audience.

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Jin Si is recognized as a poisonous flower in the entertainment industry. He can only be seen from a distance and will die if he touches him. Even die-hard fans have to admit that it would be better if their male god didn’t have that mouth.

Until one day, Jin Si posted a Weibo message.

[Jin Si V: I have always been a firm fog-onlyist @祁武]

A week later, the news that the Crown Prince of the Xi family attended the dinner together with Qi Wu, who was already a top figure in the entertainment industry, became a hot topic.

Netizens immediately exploded: Help, I got a real CP!

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Everyone said that Yi Qing was the number one Sword Cultivator in the world, with a swordsmanship and cultivation that no one could surpass. Whether it was when he was cultivating in the Lower Realm, or when he was in the Ten Heavens of the Upper Realm, he has always been undefeated.

I became a miserably weak aristocrat in the web novel ‘SSS-Class Knight’.

With a body that can drop at a moment’s notice, no less.

‘Let’s live for now. Let’s fight on.’

I have to survive, even without knowing the ending.

Meredith Carter was once the pride of her pack—until the Lunar Curse marked her as wolfless, unwanted, and a disgrace. Humiliated, abandoned, and rejected by her fated mate, she thought the Moon Goddess had forsaken her.But her curse came with a cruel side effect—wild, uncontrollable pheromones that drove men insane with desire and disgust. A scent so intoxicating, it made her a target.The night she was cast aside when her pheromones spiralled beyond control, Alpha Draven Oatrun—the most feared and untouchable Alpha in the kingdom—claimed her instead.But Draven doesn’t want love. He doesn’t even want her. His reasons for marrying her have nothing to do with fate.Thrust into a world of ruthless politics, deadly enemies, and a mate who sees her as nothing more than a pawn, Meredith must fight to survive, reclaim her dignity, and uncover the secrets behind her curse.Because something is awakening inside her. Something powerful. Something… ancient.And when the truth is revealed, not even Alpha Draven will be able to resist what she becomes.Rejected. Cursed. Desired. Chosen.Will Meredith break free from her fate?Above all, what is this mystical force pushing her to start a war?—Excerpt:“You may have claimed me,” Meredith whispered, her violet eyes burning with defiance, “but you will never own me.”Draven exhaled a low, dangerous laugh. His golden eyes gleamed as he caged her in, his presence suffocating.“Own you?” His voice was velvet and steel. “Little wolf, I don’t need to own you.”He brushed a strand of silver-white hair behind her ear—a touch so light, yet it sent shivers down her spine.“Because whether you like it or not…” His breath ghosted against her skin. “Your body already responds to me.”Meredith clenched her jaw, ignoring the traitorous warmth pooling deep inside her. It was the pheromones. It had to be.“I hate you,” she forced out.“Good,” Draven smirked. Because hate was just another form of obsession.