To achieve immortality, I cultivate using Qi Luck - Chapter 183 - : 135: Things Remain the Same, But People Change – Part 2

The tale of Oliver.
An orphan boy from a Mine, in 19th century Europe, filled with Magic.

# STUBBORNMing Yao suffered from severe insomnia. In her last life, she had even died because of it. Coming back to life once more, she woke up to a moody tyrant husband by her side. The man threw divorce papers at her. “Sign it! We’re getting a divorce!”Ming Yao signed the agreement without a word. However, she regretted it in less than a night. She realized that she still suffered from severe insomnia in this life. No medicine could cure her, and the only thing that made her fall asleep was her husband’s clear, crisp breathing. Everyone said that Madam Gu loved Fourth Master Gu. Even though she was abused all day long, she still treated him like her first love. Until one day, Ming Yao finally developed a drug for her insomnia. At the banquet, she held a superstar’s arm with a bright smile, then threw divorce papers at Gu Siye.“Mr. Gu, the papers have been signed. From now on, we’ll have nothing to do with each other!” Fourth Master Gu tore up the papers on the spot. He shoved her into a corner, his eyes sharp. “It’s fine if you want to leave, but return what you stole first!” “What did I steal?” “My heart!”Everyone ridiculed Ming Yao for being ignorant, incompetent, and frivolous. They waited for Fourth Master Gu to kick her out. Some media outlets boldly revealed that Ming Yao was dating the number one hacker in the world. The number one hacker: “Who spread such rumors? That’s my master!” Not long after, the media revealed that Ming Yao entered and left the same hotel as a luxury designer. The number one designer: “She’s my boss.” Seeing the woman dating different men every day, Fourth Master Gu was furious. He bit the woman’s lips and declared to the whole world, “Mrs. Gu belongs to me! Who dares to spread baseless scandals again?!”

Keita Sumeragi was a man of dreams—once a hopeful mangaka who poured his soul into heartfelt tales of romance, comedy, and friendship. But the world never smiled back. Readers ignored him. Publishers laughed. And when the only offer he got was to draw the one thing he hated—NTR (Netorare)—he refused.Until life left him no choice.His wife walked out. His daughter starved. And when his first NTR manuscript was complete, the publisher gave the job to someone else.Broken, guilty, and hollow, Keita leapt from the rooftop with a bitter smile—Only to awaken in the world of his own rejected NTR manga.In this twisted realm, he’s reborn as the main protagonist—handsome, popular, and surrounded by women with all-too-familiar faces. His sweet and kind “motherly” wife resembles the wife who left him. His seductive stepsister has the same eyes as his daughter once did.In this warped erotic hell, where anyone can be seduced—teachers, aunts, even grandmothers—Keita must face his deepest guilt, his darkest fantasies, and the genre he once despised.Because in this world, NTR is fate.And the story must go on.

The first prodigal of the Mu family has returned from rebirth, changing the very colors of heaven and earth, rewriting the entire world.Possessing divine treasures and magical weapons, she is all-powerful. With debts of vengeance to settle and debts of gratitude to repay! Whether to walk sideways or upright, the posture is a free choice!Reborn with a divine artifact, she possesses foresight, attracting good fortune and avoiding disaster, earning her the title of the greatest diviner!The greatest diviner, with the swirling changes of the world in her palm. However, upon encountering that person, she is unable to control her own heart.“You calculate the heavens and the earth, but have you ever calculated my feelings for you?” A smile blooms on that person's handsome face, as if a deity has descended.The Mu family's prodigal son, reborn and overturning chaos. Only when he stands at the pinnacle do people realize this isn't the prodigal son, but the breathtakingly beautiful young lady! Many young talents beat their chests in regret, having missed the best opportunity to win the lady's favor.Yet that person smirks arrogantly, indulging in a tender kiss on her forehead: “Thank you for being blind to her worth, otherwise, how could I have such a beauty in my embrace?”