My Disciple Died Yet Again - Chapter 362: Look At My Pure and Clear Eyes

A hundred-year-old ghost who had been haunting the world had become the real daughter of the Stephens family who had some mental problems.As soon as she returned to her family from the village, her fiancé immediately came to break off the engagement and chose her cousin instead.Even his cousin who was adopted to be her parents’ son had also mocked her, “I’m sorry that I have taken your place. In the Stephens family, anyone that cannot contribute will be discarded.”Just when all the other rich families were waiting for the jokes that she would make, those who were perceptive realized that she had changed.She had risen from the bottom of her class to become the top student.Anything she said would become real. Even great scientists, merchants, and martial artists chose to become her follower.Leaders of all the fields: If she’s garbage, then I’m less than garbage. Have you ever seen anyone as good as her ending up as garbage? The Si family must be blind!While she was afraid of being alone, the CEO that loved her introduced her as he stood next to her, “This is my one true love.”

The Blue Star connects countless realms, and martial arts enable one to dominate multiple realms. Jiang Ming awakened the Martial Arts Talent System. With each realm he advances, he is bestowed with an ultimate talent: A Hundredfold Comprehension, Mastery of Souls, Spatial Illusions, Sacred Body, and so on. This is an era of martial arts prosperity, with only seven days left until the Federation's martial examination. The entire populace is in a frenzy of preparing for the martial examination. Jiang Ming is like an untamed wild horse, rushing through multiple realms, myriad battlefields, and the vast universe...

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One day, Song Shuhang was suddenly added to a chat group with many seniors that suffered from chuuni disease. The people inside the group would call each other ‘Fellow Daoist’ and had all different kinds of titles: Palace Master, Cave Lord, True Monarch, Immortal Master, etc. And even the pet of the founder of the group that had run away from home was called ‘monster dog’. They would talk all day about pill refining, exploring ancient ruins, or share their experience on techniques.

However, after lurking inside the group for a while, he discovered that not all was what it seemed…

I met the male lead in prison.