Condemning the Heavens - Chapter 595: “A New Step of Our Journey Begins”

As soon as she opened her eyes, Bai Lian found herself in the body of a notorious and spoiled young lady.

She heard her father was a new and rising star in Beicheng, self-made with a far-reaching reputation;

Her older illegitimate brother was a genius who had topped the city exams and went off to Jiangjing University;

The younger illegitimate sister from the adjacent international class was a multi-talented school beauty, gentle and well-mannered;

Her fiancé was a golden boy of finance, a scholarly idol in school who had never even glanced at her properly…

And she was just an unremarkable person with low intelligence, an ordinary person, kicked out of the house right from the start.

Bai Lian: Fine, then she’ll just have to study hard and strive to be an ordinary person~

Everyone (with a mysterious smiling face): …are you sure about that??

The young lady sent to Xiangcheng with no background, ignorant and unlearned, everyone could step on her… but they can’t move her???

[A uniquely stunning, lazy and capricious female protagonist who annihilates anyone who crosses her vs. a noble, cool, and dominating male protagonist with an IQ that crushes everyone present]

PS: Both the male and female leads are very suave. This story is all about satisfying reads without much logic, so please don’t delve too deeply into the logic, thanks.

Message: Love learning, be a good person.

Three Emperors have died in quick succession. The prince whom nobody had taken notice of unexpectedly succeeds to the throne. He is quickly plunged into layers upon layers of danger. The Empress Dowager dislikes him, wishing to install a younger, more obedient Emperor. His half-brother dislikes him, accusing him of stealing the throne that is rightfully his. The palace attendants and servants dislike him, believing that he is not a true Emperor. The Child Emperor must save himself.

Of the ancient gods only one remained in the world. This god lived alone for thousands of years and no longer had any desires. Legend had it that during the great war between the worlds he used his powers to turn the tide managing to seal the cataclysmic rift bringing order back into the three realms. Time flew by and hundreds of years passed in the blink of an eye.

An Imperial Scholar by day. An assassin by night.The World of Cultivation has changed.Elemental Mancers. Flux Mancers. Spirit Mancers. Soul Mancers.Raining down fire and splitting oceans. Destroying mountains with a single stomp and calming skies with a glance. Controlling the tides of Karma, while wielding the souls of others like a puppeteer tugging on the Lines of Fate.The most mysterious of them all were Spirit Mancers, a truth that Theron was more than intimately familiar with. Due to one's Tribulation, his life was turned upside down. His family, his rage, his somber sadness becoming nothing more than Bad Karma's fuel for a madman.He was once a gentle young man, a non-combative Water Mancer who wanted nothing more than to read his novels to the sound of the rain and one day become an Imperial Scholar.But now...Everything had changed.He donned a cloak in the silent night as the clouds above gathered. Pulling its hood over his chilling blue eyes, he stalked off into the darkness.The first droplets fell.He would become the nightmare of his enemies, the blade hidden in the shadows of Heaven's tears.The River of the Night.