Rise of the Blood Sovereign - Chapter 86 The Silent Sword

The loyal little assistant made a wish to heaven on behalf of her boss, hoping that the boss can get rid of her unmarried scumbag husband as soon as possible, and by the way, meet someone who is sincere to her boss.
The boring Tianzun in the sky accidentally heard the little assistant’s wish, and she made a difficult decision to throw her most beloved and stupid apprentice down, lying perfectly on the bed Wen Jinyu, the assistant’s boss, was on the bed.
Wen Jinyu, who just came out of the shower, raised his eyebrows when he saw a person in ancient costume on his bed. Did this person time travel?
Su Jingke was very confused after seeing Wen Jinyu, didn’t she just doze off, why did she come to the new world? ? ?

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Shu Xiaoran was very fascinated, didn’t she just take a promotional photo for a celebrity, why was she abducted by Xiao Xiaoxiao? ? ? And that second-tier Xiao Hua dared to touch her! Don’t you know that I’m your boss’ best friend! ! !
Tianzun was also very fascinated, didn’t she just come down to see the little apprentice, why was she being targeted by a fox? ? ? And that fox wants to sleep with her, don’t you know I’m a god! Still very powerful! ! !
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Content Tags: supernatural, supernatural, love in the city, entertainment circle, sweet text
Search keywords: Protagonist: Su Jingke, Wen Jinyu ┃ Supporting roles: Shu Xiaoran, Xiao Xiaoxiao, Bai Jue, Tianzun, Shu Huiran ┃ Others: Sweet Wen Su Su Su Shuang

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Upon opening his eyes, there before him was a bridal chamber adorned with red candles and windows.A bride dressed in a phoenix coronet and robes of rank sat upright on the nuptial bed, her face covered by a red bridal veil.Zhao Rong rubbed his sleepy eyes, “Have I become a groom? Oh, and a junior one at that.”Understood.His facial expression brewed for a moment before he twisted his mouth into a smile, “Wait a second...”Huh, something's amiss.The bride is my childhood sweetheart who also harbored a crush on me?Oh, then that's alright.This is very fitting.Zhao Rong stepped forward, happily lifting the red bridal veil, “Hey hey, my lady, where are you running off to?”-------------In the great era of contention, the tide of the times surged forth, and Confucian Scholar Zhao Rong bravely faced it head-on. Not only did he seek to catch up to the footsteps of his childhood sweetheart turned Sword Immortal Lady, but he also wished to witness firsthand the dispute that engulfed more than half of the Cultivation World, the strife among the various schools of thought...—————[Slow-burn], [Non-cliché], [Non-level-up], [Romance plot], [Sweet without the angst]This book is also known as “I Have a Fox Fairy Wife”, “Rebirth: I Deliver Parcels in the Otherworld”, “Zhao Ziyu, The Smirking Scholar” “I Really Don't Want to Be a Kept Man”...

Tian Long, an orphan without much of a life in both his thirty year long life and lifespan!
To him, a single opportunity was displayed to transmigrate into another world with his Death Book!
"What's this? Is this the body of a three year old? Davis? Is this my name from now on?"
Finding himself possessing a small child, he becomes inwardly conflicted before he faces the truth and his reality!
Young Davis finds himself as the legal heir, the Crown Prince of the Loret Empire in the Grand Sea Continent, becoming a powerful cultivator in a short time...
However, is that all?
Follow his journey as Young Davis becomes a full fledged death's advocate while embodying into the Divine Emperor of Death in the world of cultivation!
"Mn? The route to become the Emperor is a given? Nah, I still don't want it..."
"Oh? I'm courting death you say? Unfortunately for you, death is already my woman..."

The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”