I Break Tycoon's Immune Barrier - Chapter 550 If Zhixi Has a Spirit in Heaven

【StrongFL，Faceslapping】【Superrich ML，sweet pampering】Lin Wu was reborn.Her mother was duped into a sham marriage by a worthless man.And she herself was the pitiful illegitimate daughter kicked out of a wealthy family.She was mocked, “What can a wild child from the countryside amount to?”Facing adversity, she smiled faintly.What did being an illegitimate daughter of a wealthy family matter?She helped her poor mother to kick her worthless father to the curb, quickly gave her stepmother the boot, crushed the trash.She established her own skincare brand, living a prosperous life ever since.Forgiving her enemies? Never.If there's no justice, she will be the justice herself.——Just as Lin Wu's life is thriving, her grandfather's family, who had been missing for many years, finally found her!And so, the woman who everyone thought was forsaken, divorced and saddled with a child, unexpectedly became the sole heir to a super wealthy family.What shocked Lin Wu even more was that her “good-for-nothing” car mechanic boyfriend transformed overnight into an unattainable top tycoon.Afterwards, Lin Wu became a lady of high society, who got everything handed to her on a platter and was pampered by the tycoon to the heavens and back.——Later.Lin Wu had become a renowned female entrepreneur.Standing on a high platform, she delivered her speech:“Our ancestors mostly valued boys over girls. They neglected the education and growth of girls, trapped them between household and trivial matters, asserting that husband was heaven and son was earth. Once betrayed by men, these women would lose their support and be condemned as ruined!”“But today!”“Look at this plaza filled with thousands of people, they are all young female entrepreneurs, the hope of humanity!”

I used a cheat to devise a character in a game. Upon regaining consciousness after pressing the play button, I discovered myself embodying the character I had crafted, the ‘Priest of Corruption.’ This character was intentionally created with unfavourable statistics and is widely detested! The sole item in my inventory was the withered hand of a woman, yet could it possibly be the hand of a goddess?

A bitter old man gets tossed into the world of Tamriel, as a descendant of a religious madman no less, watch as he delves into the secrets of magic and explores the wonders of this danger-filled world, and with luck and a lot of magic juice possibly even beyond.This is my first attempt at writing a fanfic (or anything for that matter). English is not my native language but I think there shouldn't be too many mistakes. The story will focus on magic and exploration with most likely a bit of romance later on.

The archaeologist “red-haired witch” made too big of a disturbance while excavating tombs, gloriously becoming a martyr in the midst of the grave chamber’s collapse. Seventeen years later, she had transmigrated into the Five Regions Continent. The delinquent Meng Fuyao who struggled to survive in the lowest rungs of society, cast aside her boyfriend who was about to marry another person with a slice of his five fingers.

“Believe me, she will be an absolutely perfect wife. With her by your side, you will be like an aristocrat and her luxury poodle – no matter where you go, your status will increase by a hundred-fold and complement each other perfectly.”

Forsaken love, abandoned like dog shit. From then on it was a boundless sky and open sea, a trek of ten thousand li. To obtain the Seven States seals, fight against the world first. For the hope of return in her heart, brazenly collide with the Machiavellian royalty of the seven states, uniting the outstanding and talented under the heavens through fortuitous meetings.

And so, will this road of chanced affection go through the peak of heavenly mountains and the warmth of bonfires; the glint of sword shadows and the coldness of the glance backwards; the autumn sun’s golden wind and the flying sweep of the robe sleeve; or that chilly moonlit forest and that sprint like an arrow’s? Once love and that chosen, narrow path cross each other, which will prevail?

She said, I can dedicate myself to you, but if you do not want my body of hot blood, then I must draw your blood. She said, the efforts of my entire life have run in the opposite direction of true love, so are the heavens laughing at me? Then I guess I can only laugh at the heavens.

Three chi of torn silk, one zhang of spilt blood. A thousand li of expanded territory, ten thousand fallen corpses. One day the Luan and Phoenix will soar up with the winds, and Fuyao will rise straight up, ninety thousand li.

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