MTL - Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy - Chapter 850 rattling

Tang Qiu was a substitute bride–forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry the young master of the Jiang family, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months left to live.

“Who would have thought that even a sickly whelp like Jiang Shaocheng would find himself a bride?”

“I hear that he’s practically on his deathbed and he’s only marrying the Fengs’ daughter to improve his lifespan.”

Tang Qiu ignored the whispers around her and focused on her husband-to-be, who coughed violently in his wheelchair. At the altar, after they had said their vows, she lifted her veil and knelt in front of Jiang Shaocheng, pressing a hesitant kiss to his lips.

The marriage contract was signed. No matter his physical deformities, he was now her husband.

She wasn’t afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by him being confined to a wheelchair. Every morning, she made him breakfast, attended to his needs, and thought of little else beyond her duties as a wife.

“Young Master Jiang is a cripple who can’t get it up,” her best friend argued. “When he dies, you’ll still be untouched. You should set your sights higher.”

“A sickly invalid like Jiang Shaocheng can’t give you happiness,” her ex-boyfriend insisted. “I’ll wait for you.”

But Young Master Jiang only scoffed. “I have plenty of time left to be with her.”

Later in their marriage, Jiang Shaocheng wanted to enjoy his little wife in all ways–the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin on skin; the way a husband and wife were supposed to. But Tang Qiu refused him, blushing. “No, we can’t. The doctor says you can’t exert yourself.”

Jiang Shaocheng’s desire was surging through him, a heat in his core that demanded to be satiated. He cursed, I should have gotten rid of that doctor and the wheelchair long ago.

But he yearned to make love to his little wife, and so he revealed his true identity. In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple transformed into a powerful businessman–tall, dark, and handsome. He quieted Tang Qiu’s protests, his body positioned over hers, his arms caging her as she lay on the bed. His voice was low when he asked, “What about now?”

The greatest warrior is reborn as the lowest wastrel.As the Sword Saint, the greatest swordmaster in the world, there was no place Roland couldn't go. No enemy he couldn't defeat. But pursuing strength above all else was not without consequences. The price of his power? Death at the hands of his brother, the last surviving member of his family.Now reborn in the body of Rylan—the greatest shame of the Flameheart family—Roland refuses to waste his second chance. He already had the capability and the drive, but now he also has the wisdom and knowledge of what is truly important. He won't forsake his family again.Reaching the peak will be easy. Doing so while remaining true to his newfound convictions will be much harder.There's just one problem—the criminal underworld won't let their biggest customer go so easily.What to expect:. Reincarnation LitRPG. Swordsman MC in a world of magic, but he'll also learn some magic, especially later on. Strong to OP progression. Third person. Not a murderhobo. There will likely be some romance in the future. No harem* Daily chapters while still in Rising Stars

A teenager finds himself in the Marvel World with the Dragon Balls, and has to find a way to survive!

Shenron: “Say your wish! Any wish can be granted, but you only get one…”

Teenager: “Any wish could be granted?”

Shenron: “Of course!”

“Great!”

Teenager: “Shenron, please get me out of the Marvel World; return me to my original world!”

Shenron: “I’m sorry, I can’t do that…”

“….”

Teenager: “What? What were you bragging about then, saying you can grant any wish?”

Shenron: “Your body is from this world, therefore….”

“….”

Teenager: “Okay, then give me the power of a Super Saiyan! I want be able to beat Thor and Hulk, surpass Captain America and Iron Man!”

Shenron: “I’m sorry, I can’t do that…”

Teenager: “Worthless dragon! What can you do?”

Shenron: “I can…”

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Kain can control luck because of the curse, doomed to run from death - forever.“I lost everything again...?” Kain muttered. The Keepers fell as the monsters burst out of the Rift.Unlike the others, he hated Keepers, the only people capable of fighting the creatures from the Astral Dimension. Everyone saw them as heroes, but Kain blamed them for the greatest tragedy of his life - the death of his parents.Ironically, the sacrifice of one Keeper allowed Kain to obtain a Rune Brand - the key to begin a trial, the outcome was either power or death.Facing another world, Kain discovered that his blood was cursed, and misfortune would always haunt him.But death would avoid Kain, wanting to keep such a valuable sacrifice for a god. Only failure would await him, but if it were possible, death would pass by.Now, Kain must break his curse and take fate into his own hands for the first time in his life or remain a nameless offering.