Daily life of a cultivation judge - Chapter 5 : Last Week As A Superior Core Court Judge (5)

She fought in the Battle of Changping and witnessed the killing of hundreds of thousands. She once led the Qin Iron Calvary and battled against the Six Kingdoms. She has seen a third of the land and witnessed the breaking of mountains and rivers. The sound of a grand zither and the light of a great female emperor. A prosperous world that was forged on the battlefield. Yet, these two thousand years are forgotten from history.

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This is the right version of the story on my account the other one had some problems on webnovel.A story about traveling through a system! Incest, multiple blood relatives, harem, pony cart, and light training. The protagonist's soul traveled through time and space to a newborn baby, and he was sent to Xia City when he was just born. At first, he didn't know that he was Liu Ruyan's son! The most important thing is that he was bound to a very bad system called the money exchange system, so after he could speak, he showed a melancholy temperament! Others thought he was sad about something, but every time someone asked him, he shook his head lightly and said no! But only he knew the pain in his heart! He guarded a system, but the system asked for money. It gave money for intelligence, but I still gave money for strength! Unfortunately, Liu Xuan, who was thrown into the welfare home, lacked money! Otherwise, he wouldn't have been hungry every day and bullied. Until Liu Ruyan came and handed over a 10 billion black card, the world finally changed. The beautiful mother's soft breasts that made people linger, and the long black legs that were longer than his life, yes, that housekeeper, the loose maid clothes, weren't they just waiting for him to fuck them? At this moment, Liu Xuan, who had been single from the previous life to this life, immediately notified the dog system after receiving the black card handed over by the beautiful mother, and directly blessed his bird gun that was growing well into a thick cannon...

Jiang Nian used to be an actress. One day, she died and became a quester for the Lord God. Her task is to collect aura of a female lead and prevent each world from collapsing.

It’s just that every time there is a lot of twists and turns, however, the most troublesome thing for Jiang Nian is that once the female aura rises to 60, it won’t rise anymore! What will Jiang Nian have to do to get a breakthrough?

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Hyperthymesia. Those with this condition can remember every detail of their lives from something as significant as the world’s turning point to something as small and as insignificant as a minor fleeting thought. They cannot forget and their thirst for knowledge allows them to be considered genius in some senses.

Legend has it that Ji Yushi was this kind of genius.

In addition, it was said that he was gay and very beautiful.

As soon as the news that he was going to support Tianqiong’s seventh squad broke out, it sent everyone buzzing.

Everyone knew that the captain of the seventh squad, Song Qinglan, was a hoodlum and deeply homophobic.

He not only relied on his super-powerful abilities to become the dark horse on the battlefield in less than two years, but he also hates it when those at the top forces a flower vase* into his squad.

Sure enough, Song Qinglan announced in front of everyone, “Useful? Us brothers are going out there working ourselves to the bone, we don’t need a little genius who can only speedread quantum waves!”

Later.

The squad was forced into a dire situation during their mission.

That beautiful little genius calmly continued, every gunfire hitting the mark, his fighting power peaking.

Song Qinglan begged in front of everyone, “Adviser Ji, stay.”

In the end, he added, “I’ll work myself to the bone for you.”

*****

Ji Yushi had a secret.

He would often be awake at night, suffering from memory overload and recurring nightmares.

There was only one thing that could let him fall asleep peacefully.

And that was Song Qinglan.

*Flower vase: Someone who only looks pretty but can’t amount to much