Bloodhound's Regression Instinct - Chapter 221

For three years, Finn Taylor is utterly humiliated. He has endured everything from physical beatings to verbal abuse. For three long years, he has gone by only one identity—the useless matrilocal son-in-law of the Larson family. But this life as he knows it is about to be turned upside-down as he reclaims his position as the head of Peregrine Hall.

After dying, Chen Heng finds that he has transmigrated to an alternate reality: everything is the same, except the world is now a Wuxia world heavily influenced by martial arts! Not only this, he discovers that he has a Fantasy Simulator, from which he obtains rewards that make him incredibly powerful in his new reality as well. Martial arts, immortal cultivation, and overpowered abilities–all of this begins from a single simulation!

Lin Mu is the number one genius of Jade Sect—handsome, elegant, and peerless in cultivation. Revered by elders and envied by peers, he stands at the top in every way… except the one that matters most to his lovers.He is small. Quick. Weak. In bed, he’s a failure.And everyone in the sect knows it.Women fall for his charm, only to leave his bed aching and unsatisfied. His first wife, Xue Lan, still loves him—but seeks her pleasure in the arms of others. Soon, more women join him, enchanted by his beauty and tenderness, only to find satisfaction in stronger, rougher men......WARNING: [Netorase], [Cuck], [Cuckold], [Netorare], [SPH], [Size Comparison]

In front of people, she was an ordinary student who had no background and came out of the county with a playful smile on her lips.

Afterward, she was a business king who had been paving the way for prosperity in China.

Wei Sheng was accidentally reborn in the autumn of 1998 and had to face heavy school work, the cold eyes of her relatives, her parents expectations, and clear class discrimination again.

When re-entering the stage of history, how could she let everything repeat itself?

But she was sad to find that the television station had to take a break every afternoon?

There was no computer or iPad, small books were the paradise of childrens dreams.