Shen Yin Wang Zuo - Chapter 58: The Dragon Rises and Sets Sail (II)

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Xiao Yunyi, who was born with a golden spoon in the 21st century, traveled through the space with her golden finger due to a plane crash, and when she woke up, she became Zhan Yunyi, the second daughter-in-law of Huaiyang Houfu of Longteng Kingdom, an overhead world.

Because three years ago, my father took his younger brother out to run errands. On the way back to the house, he lost his seven-year-old son-in-law because of nosy business, and the husband and wife became strangers since then.

The mother was exhausted, and at the end of her life, she tried her best to arrange a way back for her daughter.

Auntie Dafang and the mother and daughter not only need to calculate her already engaged fiance, but also want to work with Auntie Erfang to calculate her mother’s dowry. It’s really ‘tolerable or unbearable’ since you all want it, let you get your wish. .

But slowly found that things are not so simple, see how Yunyi finds his lost brother in this overhead world, cultivates a dragon and a phoenix in an adult, and helps the original owner and mother to avenge the hatred.

Behind him, Prince Rui, known as the iron-blooded cold-faced god ‘The King of War’ in the legend, silently protects him and sees how Yunyi lives in this life.

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The Empire's forces retreated in desperation—trampled by faceless horrors bringing darkness and death to these once beautiful lands.Only the most courageous stood in defiance, forming a last defence to buy the people time to flee—fighting until the final embers of hope burned out.A man stands with a silver sword, like a beacon of hope to those around him. He roared with all his might drawing his blade against the overwhelming enemy!“You face Lancelot, Sword of the Empire! ”These horrors tested the Lord's grit and loyalty in the final moments.“Should my blade break, I will use my body!”The knights had fallen, broken swords for their tombstones, and lords fled, betraying the Empire to survive.“If my body breaks, I'll use my Soul!”Lancelot, the sword of the Empire, fought alone.All hope seemed lost.“And if my Soul fails...”What could a single man and his army do?He fights against the dark tide, blade in hand, heart on sleeve.“I will sell myself to the devil for revenge!”But he was too weak, too fragile.The last Lord of humanity stood against the enemy.Lancelot was a master of the sword, a mortal, neither a God nor a Saint.Miracles were beyond his reach.Now only a broken man impaled on his own destroyed throne.His blade shattered—now, like rose petals, it was scattered across the charred ground.Lancelot's soul was fated for the abyss as the light faded from his eyes.His last ounce of resistance used staring at the man who betrayed the Empire.Now with only the desire to kill, crush and seek revenge smouldering inside him.Now unwilling to die and desperate to fight once again.He desired to fight for the people who supported him.Lancelot refused to surrender, to fall like this.As quietly in the abyss, a voice whispered to him.It tried to entice the Lord, ignite his desire to win and fight again.“If given a second chance, to relive your life with a different choice... Would you Accept?”Blood gathered in his throat, forcing him to reply in his mind.A frail and broken voice'There is no reason to ask, of course!'“No matter the cost?”'Even if I were to lose everything...''If my people can live on. I would sacrifice everything I have!'“You will no longer be the same, a monster, twisted and vicious.”“Will you still accept?”The Lord's heart ached, taking great pride in his humanity.To lose that caused his mind to falter.Finally, out of power, unable to speak or reply with a trembling arm.Lancelot reached out.Towards the raspy voice.Towards the abyss.Towards a new future.[So you would accept after all...]'I must accept.''I must stand tall.''I must not break.''Because...''I am the Lord of humanity![Nay, you are the king of demons]

A young girl, who was neglected by her family, accidentally died while protecting a [Child of God] who would save the world. She was offered to be reincarnated into a world identical to the VRMMORPG that she was familiar with by a mysterious entity. That mysterious entity used its power to empower her soul by transforming her previous effort and passion spent in developing and leveling up her game characters into her own powers instead.

However, when she turned three years old, she discovered that the world she was reincarnated into was not the least bit similar to the VRMMORPG world. Furthermore, she was compounded by the revelation that she had become a ‘villainess’ who had raised plenty of death flags.

“God, this is not the world you promised me!?”

A flurry of death flags looms over her from an early age. She is now pitted against a powerful heroine, one endowed with beauty, and blessed with mysterious powers. With the help of her wits and bravery – or rather with the power of her VRMMO character – the girl was able to fend off pe*verted assailants, weather unknown dangers and defy the tragic fate of the game’s Villainess.

Why did that entity reincarnate her into that body? Why did she have to face the trials that the villainess would have to go through? With more questions than answers, what will happen to our said reincarnated VRMMO player?

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