MTL - Super Dragon Cultivation System - Chapter 2545 Back to the fifth heaven

[First monster slain. Special rune obtained. Level 2 has been reached.]

【Double C1V1】A certain gossip magazine exposed that the newly crowned actress Mu Yan spent the night at the villa of a certain already-married business mogul,accusing her of being a mistress intruding into someone else's family.Mu Yan posted on Weibo, “I went back to my own home, what business is it of yours?”Young Master Jiang from the Jiang Family, known for his immense power and noble grace in Upper City, reposted the Weibo, causing a city-wide uproar.At home, Mu Yan looked at the man beside her who kept refreshing her Weibo on her phone.“Since when did you learn to direct and act all by yourself?”The man was displeased, “You won't acknowledge me, and you won't let me fight for it myself?”Mu Yan, “...”She really couldn't tell who had been the domineering one forcing her to sign the marriage papers back then.If love were a poison, when he first met her, he was already poisoned to the core, with only her being the antidote.A secret love story in the entertainment industry.

A modern Japanese man reincarnated into a game as Welner von Zeavert. Though he reincarnated as a noble’s son, he is neither the main character nor the hero of this world. He become someone who didn’t even appear in the game.Plus, with only [Spearmanship] as his skill, he can’t even join the hero party to clear main story.His small advantages are the fact that he became the hero’s friend and his father’s rather high status. He’s nothing but a supporting character of the story.He noted the game story that he knew from his past life, used it, along with his authority and influence as a noble, to survive from demon king army.But, without realizing it, the knowledge from his past life and his memories of the game story affected the world. He saved people that should have died and took care of events that didn’t appear in the game.With that, he carved history of this worldThis is not a story about the hero. This is a story about struggle and effort of a young noble.

They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other!When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt.That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom.Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife.Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything.Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love?Excerpt“I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!” ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger.“Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love.” He calmly grabbed her poking hand.“And what would that be, my fine sir?”“That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear.”“You—”“And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!”“You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!”“Well you are no precious prize, are you?”And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree.His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.