Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots - Chapter 513: Madam Group has a powerful presence at 310!_3

After waking up, Han Zhao traveled to a world where kingdoms were fighting for hegemony and demons were rampant.

The family of magic soldiers is high above, and the rich family of spirit beasts overlooks all living beings.

The inheritance fault of the martial arts system is gradually declining.

Han Zhao’s qualifications are mediocre, but he has a reminder simulator.

After the krypton gold simulation, choose one of [entry], [attribute points], and [life experience].

[You have practiced martial arts for eight years, barely getting started. Twenty-five years old, married and had children. Fifty years old, died of illness. 】

[You have practiced martial arts for a year, and you have successfully started. At the age of twenty-two, you were seriously injured and died of poisoning during a gang turf war. 】

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[Life Simulation]: Basic entry, simulate a future life.

[Swords and Swords]: White entry, three times the qualifications of swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

[Basic Master]: Green entry, the speed of basic martial arts practice is doubled, and the probability of breaking through the upper limit is greatly increased.

[Late Blooming Talent]: Blue entry, aptitude improves with age.

[Body training maniac]: Purple entry, practicing body training skills is making rapid progress.

[Alchemy master]: Orange entry, alchemy qualification increased a hundred times.

[Peerless Fairy]: The red entry, looks more and more beautiful, and has a charming effect on the opposite sex.

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[The 72nd floor of the health regimen; special effects: physical fitness (hidden special effects: immortality, true sun, nirvana holy body, five-color light…)]

As long as there are enough entries, the power is mediocre, and the simple and easy-to-learn health-preserving skills can also be practiced into peerless magic skills.

- Description from novelbuddy

Though it may be a dream weathered, crumpled, fading,I held on without surrender.Through each repeated day, running toward tomorrow’s light,I became a knight, resolute and bright.

“Ms. Li Xue, you are pregnant!” said the doctor as she handed the pregnancy report that has clearly come positive.

Li Xue didn’t know how to react to the news. She has come all prepared to take virginity test and prove the world that all their accusations were false. She was all sure that of her virginity being intact, then how her pregnancy was even possible?

This is the story of a woman, Li Xue, who has worked hard to build her modelling career. She wasn’t from a rich family where everything came served in a golden plate, but from a middle class working family, where one has to work really hard to attain their dreams. Her dream was to become the top leading fashion model but it got shattered when she found herself trapped in a scandal.

No one believed her. Neither her friends nor her boyfriend. She was left all alone with the child that was growing inside her. So, she left the city, with the growing life in her womb. With a growing devilic-angel that was giving her strength to survive in this meaningless world, to become something she was still not sure of.

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P.S. This is an original work, not a translation. And the cover belongs to me. Art by: GiselArts.

It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned.When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation.“Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac.“Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.”Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier.But vengeance turns slippery when every command she hisses ignites his obedience, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more.”The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?