The Conqueror Of Cities! - Chapter 26: Entering The World Of Hard Drugs

In every being, a soul, a spirit, or a core, exists that tethers the consciousness into the solid plain. Witness as how a little spark from who was once a blazing flame, regained what once was lost.“I died and..” grins “...that started my life”What happens when an assassin transmigrated to a cultivation world?They rise through a mountain of corpse to reach the skies.But....What of an assassin whose enemy turns out to be themselves?A world where magic and cultivation co-exist?People say “Keep moving forward”.What if the way forward, is to go back to where she begun?

First Senior Brother is a hopeless romantic, Second Senior Brother carries a deep-seated blood feud. Third Senior Sister is caught in a love-hate cycle with the Demon Lord across three lifetimes, and Fourth Senior Sister is a femme fatale.The Sect Leader left the sect for love, while the Martial Uncle fell into demonic cultivation for the woman he loved…Neither immortal nor heroic, just handsome men and beautiful women playing house.Only the Little Junior Brother is reliable, upholding the sect while dedicating himself to profound cultivation.The heavens stretch vast and mighty, my Dao shall prosper!With righteousness in his heart, grand ambitions, and the fate of the world as his responsibility—“Disciple Li Xuanxiao, requesting the Sect Leader to die!!”“……”The Empress: “Open your eyes and look at me. I don’t believe your eyes are truly empty.”Li Xuanxiao’s eyes widened like bronze bells.The Empress: “For you, I would rather bury the entire world with me.”Li Xuanxiao backhanded her with a slap: “What did the common people do to you?!”“…….”Blood Demon Patriarch: “Should evil truly deserve death?”Li Xuanxiao: “If you don’t die, then do I have to?! Hurry up and die!!”“……”By chance, he encounters a gravely injured demoness—stunningly beautiful.Li Xuanxiao: “Let’s see if my poison can’t kill you!!”“Take my sword and feel a thousand holes piercing through you!!”“…..”Li Xuanxiao transmigrated one day—no system, no chosen one destiny, only the relentless pursuit of immortality.But the sect is a bit unreliable.First Senior Brother constantly attempts su*cide because of unrequited love.Third Senior Sister brings the Demon Lord right into the sect.His master, stuck in puberty, ran away for love.Little Junior Sister is determined to seduce him.The Empress sees him as her dream lover.

Ruan Qiu had been struggling in the world of Infinite Flow for nearly ten years, and her biggest dream was to live well.

Unexpectedly, after customs clearance, she entered an entertainment circle love novel and became an actress full of black material.

According to the plot, she was a low-end sea king. She would be slapped in the face by the straightforward and lovely heroine in a variety show, she would fail miserably in the love Shura field, and then be rejected by all the guests, and finally be forced by the company’s huge liquidated damages and black fan to suicide by jumping off the building.

Ruan Qiu: The Shura Field is really scary, isn’t it good to live a good life as a passerby.

“Please fall in love with me” is a love challenge variety show that gathers top movie stars, popular little flowers, actors/actresses with bad reputation, and men from idol groups…

The stars needed to fall in love freely in special scenes, and the program also added: The format is novel, there is no script, and the whole process is broadcasted live, which is very exciting.

The audience were all waiting for sweet CP and watching Ruan Qiu being a joke.

——But who can tell them why a love variety show has a murder case / palace fight / escape room… ah?

Audience: Are we really watching a love variety show instead of a survival variety show? And why is Ruan Qiu so cool in saving people?! The other guests looked at her so ambiguously! Their interaction is so sweet, I will eat her CPs first!

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Oliver Patrick, the Greatest General in Stormfront's history has a secret - a secret not many know. They think that his Iron WIll was built overnight. They know not the path of suffering he walked, as the slave Beam, to reach his destiny as King, and then Emperor.This is that story. A true story, of progress, struggle, hardship and strength. A story of greatness achieved without a system. A story of how one unknown boy's struggle transformed a continent forever.//ExtractThe arm dropped to the floor, as did the head. Spear points raced past the falling corpse as the goblins sought to take advantage of his momentary lapse in attention. But the tide had already shifted. The equilibrium that had kept the battle going for so long was shattered. With no bruiser to take care of their front lines and distract his attention, the goblins in front of him were no match for his speed.He employed his misdirection as he normally might, feigning the same backwards step that he had practised over and over, before leaping forward, catching the goblin off guard, twisting his body to avoid its spear and forcing his blade into its throat.It let out a high-pitched squeal as it dropped its spear and attempted to stem the tide of blood that was spurting from the wound. The goblin next to it squealed too, in fear this time, as its eyes widened, seeing two of its comrades dealt with so easily in quick succession. Beam saw it take a backwards step, as it attempted to turn and run away. But he was on it before it had a chance. He wrapped his arm around its neck and drove a sword through its back.Rather than let the corpse fall to the floor as he normally might, he held onto this one, enduring its death throes. Once life had finally left its body, he shifted it into place as a meat shield. Two arrows thudded against it, almost piercing it straight through. But the time they reached Beam the momentum was entirely gone – though they touched him, they did not even pierce his clothes.Slowly, with his meat shield in place, Beam advanced on the remaining goblins. They both shared a glance with each other as they dared to fire another volley, before turning on their heels and attempting to sprint away.“Stay,” a brief moment of eye contact, and one of the goblins was rooted in place. Beam tossed his shield aside and picked up a spear instead. With a twist of his hips and shoulder, the spear went soaring, impaling the running goblin straight through its stomach. Its bow fell to the ground, as strength left its hands. It then fell to its knees, before falling face down to the floor, pushing the spear back through itself.