MTL - The Legitimate Daughter Returns: The Real Daughter is Reborn - Chapter 288 Wound suturing

WARNING: ITS A 18+ BOOKHeena stretched on the warm sand, sipping coconut water. Finally, peace. No scheming heroines, no brooding male leads—just her and the ocean.“HEENA! MOTHER! I FOUND YOU!”Her eye twitched. Not now.Floating above the beach was a golden lion with sparkling wings.“System 547,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I’m on vacation.”“But the worlds are collapsing! Male leads are going crazy! Villainesses are dying! White lotus heroines are ruining everything!”“Not my problem.”“You’re the Black Lotus! Only you can fix this!”“Exactly why I deserve a vacation.”“No rules! Slap them, seduce them, team up with the villainess—anything!”Heena sipped her coconut. “If I say yes, triple points, rare items from every world, and six months vacation after.”“Done! Anything!” the lion shouted, tail wagging.Heena stood, brushing sand off. “Fine. Show me these broken male leads.” Her smirk was dangerous.The portal threw Heena onto cold marble floors. Her head spun as чуж memories flooded in.Empress Celeste Ravencourt.Five husbands.A dying empire.“Great,” Heena muttered. “I’m the villain.”A tiny golden lion appeared beside her. “Welcome to World 12! You’re married to five powerful men who all hate you. They’re meeting tonight to poison you and crown the heroine instead.”“Let me guess,” Heena sighed. “White lotus?”“Lady Seraphina. Sweet, kind, system-backed. They’re all in love with her.”Heena rubbed her temples. The body was weak, starved, exhausted. No wonder Celeste died so easily.“Fine,” she said, pulling off the heavy jewelry. “That empress is dead. I’m not.”She chose a simple dark dress, tied her hair up, and met her reflection. The sadness vanished. Confidence took its place.At dinner, five men waited—cold, powerful, deadly handsome. Warriors, priests, generals, spies. Every one of them wanted her gone.Wine was poured into her glass.Poisoned. Obvious.They watched her closely.Heena lifted the glass, smiling lightly.“To new beginnings.”She drank it all.The silence cracked.Nothing happened.Their faces changed—shock, fear, disbelief.Heena leaned back, calm and smiling.“Now,” she said softly, “which one of you thought killing me would be that easy?”

Pei Shiyi, who had been dead for hundreds of years, was suddenly resurrected. He was poor, homeless and was an unregistered resident. In order to settle down, Pei Shiyi took over a cat cafe.

The cat cafe was poorly managed and on the verge of closing down, there were only two to three real kittens.

Pei Shiyi fed the kittens and set a small goal for himself: for example, first, become the best cat cafe in this city. So a year later, a cat cafe called Xian Chan rose to prominence.

The Jin Hua cat that practiced Daoism for hundreds of years became a fat orange cat.

The Bi An came here and became a golden British shorthair.

The lively and active leopard cat was a real leopard.

It also came with a fluff-obsessed, non-human Director of Administration. After sniffing* the fat orange cat, the leopard cat and the ragdoll, he even began sniffing* Pei Shiyi.

The fluffy Pei Shiyi, who was a real phoenix: Do you want to die?

Director Bao: Sniffing cats is fun, sniffing you is addictive.

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A few hundred years ago, Earth was affected by a mysterious force from the depths of the universe, triggering the revival of spiritual energy. However, things didn’t turn out as wonderful as humanity had imagined. The spiritual energy carried a strange power that caused the corpses of all living things to rise again, transforming into ghouls. And above these ghouls, even more terrifying beings existed…There were no ancient methods of cultivating immortality, nor any legendary awakenings of supernatural powers. But within the spiritual energy, there was also a presence of ghostly energy. This led to the emergence of Runes.Some people bore mountain runes, enabling them to move mountains and overturn seas, suppressing chaos. Others carried river runes, allowing them to reverse the flow of mighty rivers with a mere gesture. However, this process required a special profession to assist these rune cultivators—to constantly modify and engrave their runes, making them more refined and perfect.This profession came to be known as Rune Engraving.

The universe is grand and incomprehensible.Civilizations rise and fall every cycle.Death is only a number; mortals are innumerable.Fate is influenced, destiny is manipulated, and what is inevitable is rewritten.Only in ascension can one achieve eternity; however, destruction is always in wait.War and death are omnipresent, and the center of all conspiracies rises, too doubtful to place his trust in anyone or thing, besides himself.This is a story of cosmic ascension, outerversal domination, and finally, returning to origin.