Ghosts Know What I Experienced - Chapter 23 .1: Things have remained the same, but people have changed.

As a villainous demonic cultivator, isn’t it perfectly normal to take a fox demoness as a spiritual pet?As a villainous junior brother, isn’t it reasonable to make the cold and stunning senior sister reveal a shy side?As a villainous disciple, isn’t it my duty to melt the icy heart of my villainous master and save her from the abyss of corruption?…I was wrong.After they fell to darkness, they captured me and ruthlessly “repaid” their gratitude.

After Li Chen died, he finds himself reincarnated in Feng Jianyu body,

He has now found himself in a world filled with powerful cultivators who form Sects or Join Sects to strive cultivation.

This is Feng Jianyu journey in the majestic world of cultivation filled with sects .

Li Che transmigrated into this world and lived a mundane life for nineteen years. Accepting his fate, he chose to marry, have children, and work hard to support his family.But in the instant his daughter was born… his fortunes changed. Through his daughter, his life became extraordinary.…When his daughter was safely born, he gained the Dao Fruit [Celestial Artisan] .When his daughter turned one, healthy and unharmed, he gained the Dao Fruit [Dragon-Elephant Vajra] .When his daughter turned two, free from illness, he gained the Dao Fruit [Purity of Heart] .When his daughter turned three, lively and clever, he gained the Dao Fruit [Chess Sage] .At ages four, five, six…Li Che realized that with every year his daughter grew, he could condense a Dao Fruit to strengthen himself.From then on, Li Che had a simple and humble wish: one Dao Fruit per year, quietly guarding his daughter to ensure her immortality.All he wanted was… to start from a warm home with his wife and daughter, calmly protecting her journey to eternal life.Silently, he would condense Dao Fruits—billions upon billions of them. Thus, his cultivation soared to the peak of divine refinement, standing invincible across all realms.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”