Seirei Tsukai no Blade Dance - Volume 2, Chapter 6 - The Morning of the Departure

Her family used her, her boyfriend cheated on her and had an affair with her stepsister, and in the end, she was killed by them. But fate took pity on her and gave her a second chance in life, and in this life, she promised to reclaim everything that was stolen from her by those scums.

But who would have thought that in this second life, she would also meet him? She was spoiled and pampered by him so much that nobody dares to bully her anymore.

Benjamin was an ordinary high school student. After waking up on a certain day, he found out the gender values of society seemed to be reversed.

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America, 1980. No sooner had Xu Yi transmigrated than he was put on the dissection table; then he gradually came to understand the true nature of this world. “Studying medicine can’t exorcise undead demons; I must become an exorcist!” he resolved silently to himself. On a misty, rain-soaked night. “Miss Evil Spirit over there, the night is cold and damp; be careful not to catch a chill! Come over here and warm yourself by the fire!” Xu Yi said, holding a lighter, as the pale gold flame slowly approached the other. The Evil Spirit shrank back, looking at Xu Yi with fear. “Don’t be afraid, I just want to warm you up...” Xu Yi’s face broke into a warm smile, “by setting you on fire!” Ding dong! Ding dong! “Sign-in at the Land of Fear successful, Resurrection Coin awarded!” “Synthesis pathway requirements met, do you wish to combine the following entries?” Psychic + Scholar + Painter = Psychic Painter! Saintly Offspring + Gunfight Technique + Revolver Mastery = Holy Gunslinger! Undead + Revelation + Holy Nation = God!

“The sky was as clear as a wash, the sun radiated over the mountains and forests, and the entire world appeared tranquil, carrying a unique sense of stillness.Watching a person wearing a sexy tiger-print miniskirt, holding a stick, leading a group of more than ten people shouting as they chased after the leader of a fur-covered rhinoceros, Han Cheng couldn’t help but bring his slightly curled right hand to his slightly open mouth and once again exclaimed, ‘Oh my goodness!’(No system, no space, no cheating through crossing over, purely original primitive farming, without elements like cultivating immortality, for readers who enjoy a relaxed farming story, please read at ease.)”