Heavenly Dao Engine - Chapter 1370 - 0779: This Really Shouldn’t Happen_2

[Male lead chasing wife to the crematorium ✚ Male second takes over]Yusheng was the heir to a centuries-old prominent family. His secret wife was an unremarkable hand model.When his wife wanted a divorce, he readily agreed.Chatting idly with friends over drinks, he said, “I’m just grinding down her temper. After some time, she’ll come back on her own.”Later, eyes bloodshot from drunkenness, he begged her to remarry him. But on the other end of the phone was another man: “My wife just went out to buy deer antlers for me. Did Master Yu need something? I can pass along a message.”That day, Yusheng nearly died from those words.His wife’s seven years of love were stolen by Yusheng. No matter – if he could steal it once, he could snatch it back again.He turned around and took over leadership of the Yu family in a high-profile move, armed with tremendous power and authority. Grabbing the man’s collar, he said, “Either give her up or die. No one can oppose the Yu family.”The man laughed softly, answering with just four words: “The insignificant Yu family…”–Crematorium male lead: YushengUsurping male second lead: Lu YanMing[Male second bides his time ✚ plotting every step]

Merged into the body of External Disciple Chen Yu was the heart of a demonic god.The heart is the core of life, the most fragile vital organ. To Chen Yu, however, the heart was his greatest strength, granting him power and potential beyond demonic and divine beasts. Here on out, we follow him as he embarks on a mysterious and wonderful journey.

«Until death do us part.»That was our vow.And she kept it... by driving her sword through my chest.I was a hero. A symbol. The one chosen by the gods to free humanity.I fought for her. For us.But in the end, it wasn’t the demons who killed me.It was the woman I loved.Helena betrayed me.I fell with my heart shattered and my blood burning between my fingers.But death wasn’t the end.I woke up in another body, in another world...No, not exactly.I woke up inside the very story she wrote.And now, I am Daven von Riesenhart:the bastard son of a marquess, a noble outcast with a name no one respects, and a life I never asked for.I no longer believe in ideals, in gods, or in happy endings.I won’t fight for others.I won’t die for anyone.This time, I’ll live only for myself.And if surviving means deceiving, betraying, or destroying...so be it.Even if it makes me the villain of this story.

Born with a seed of immortality, he rose from the Han tribe at the end of the century, and embarked on the road of immortality, step by step, until he reached the other side of immortality.

Efforts will pay off. For cultivators, what better golden finger is there?

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