MTL - Legend of the Cultivation God - v2 Chapter 3947 We really can't return to the past!

The great cultivator Qin Zhao, unable to bear the torment of her treacherous disciple, chooses death but ends up reincarnated as a scandalous starlet in the modern entertainment industry.This starlet is notorious for not taking her career seriously, engaging in underhanded tactics and is shunned by all top celebrities.Forced to make enemies and infamous, Qin Zhao retorts: I only know fortune-telling, keep the negativity coming.Using her skills in fortune-telling and feng shui to exorcise evil and dispel disasters, she becomes the honored guest of various magnates, turning haters into fans.However, her husband, a man of immense power and unpredictable moods, who is cold and difficult to handle, increasingly resembles her former disciple.Qin Zhao promptly serves divorce papers, demanding him out of her life. But the cold but elegant Dr. Chu reveals his true nature, desperate to keep her.Clutching her hand, he holds a scalpel to his chest, declaring, 'Zhao Zhao, you can take my life anytime, but you cannot leave me.'You destroyed and rebirthed me, thus my life can only be yours thereafter.ps: The fierce and cool female immortal master X from white to black, a seemingly cold but drama-loving doctor.

Anthony has been reborn! Placed into the remarkable game-like world of Pangera.

However, something seems a little off. What's with these skills? Bite? Dig?

Wait....

I've been reborn as a WHAT?!

Follow Anthony as he attempts to adjust to his new life, to survive and grow in his new Dungeon home!

In Victorian England, occult practitioners and the Nightmen Police, who hunted occult practitioners, were at odds and engaged in a fight to the death. Legend has it that one of the occult practitioners was a mysterious merchant who ran the world’s largest underground black market in the occult arts, offering a variety of rare treasures. Word says that the Nightmen have a newly appointed young detective whose decisive actions have solved many cases, and occult practitioners are terror-stricken hearing his name.

Duan FeiZhou: Good, both are me.

He transmigrated to this era because he accidentally clicked on an email titled “Congratulations on your million dollar inheritance” and confusingly agreed to join the Nightmen’s side to fight against the occult practitioners.

Who knew that the next day he would inherit a mysterious inheritance from his uncle – the owner of the world’s most prominent black market of secret arts underground trading… This was a bit awkward.

Duan FeiZhou decided to stay away from the strife to avoid falling off the horse and became a salted fish.

On the one hand, crazy black market customers hope that the black market will close down as soon as possible. On the other hand, the Nightmen are negatively idle, hoping that he is quickly fired. However, the more he rushed customers, the more the business of the black market became red hot. The more negativity, the more he was promoted in the Nightmen.

Seeing that the double-sided was becoming a bigger hassle, he was afraid his mask would fall off..

The Scotland Yard’s NIghtmen Leader, code name Z, has white hair, blind eyes, mechanical prosthetics, metal spine, all from war damage; his hobby is hand-rolling cigars, and if he can not save the hostages, he will shoot them together with the criminals. His highest ideal in life is to exterminate all the occult practitioners in the world.

He thought he had a heart of gold with a painful past, but step by step, he was impressed and conquered by the new young Nightman… He also reformed him.

Until one day, he learned that the young man who tugged at his heartstrings was his lifelong enemy – the owner of the world’s largest underground black market for secret arts.

Z: Oh well.

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In the next life time, he would absolutely not become an author.
He would once again be cursed to the danger of crossing over into a book.
During the time when he broke free of his shell, what he first saw was just the handsome, handsome male lead that he had written.
During the time when the male lead was pinching the small soft flesh of his neck, it was also his first time hearing the male lead’s voice.
“Return goods,” the male lead said in this way toward the vendor stall’s owner.
Pei Bufan: “…… meow?”

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