MTL - Wedding Night! A Regretful Marriage to Her Disabled Rival! - Chapter 313 sign divorce

Li Feng found himself in a dangerous demonic sect where he could be killed at any moment. But he was worried as he had his ultimate upgradation system.Blood Essence Pill -> Blood Origin PillTurtle Breathing Mantra -> Xuanwu's Great IsolationPhantom Spirit Fox -> Nine Tailed Celestial FoxJust like that, Li Feng was confident that he would be able to become stronger at a very fast pace and would be able to survive in this dangerous demonic sect. Not only that but as his parents were killed by some of the disciples of this demonic sect, he was also going to take his revenge on them. With his system's assistance, Li Feng was confident to reach the pinnacle of cultivation.

Xiao Xiang Zi, a cloud spirit in heaven, and Chu Kong mess up the red strings of fate by accident during their brawl.

Born and raised in a remote village, Sheila entered the Royal Academy dressed as a man to become the knight of her dreams. However, what awaited her there were only characteristic and beautiful aristocrats. She was able to overcome the prejudice and harassment against commoners, and her natural thickheadedness and good-natured attitude allowed her to gradually gain a place in the school.“What? Only nobles have magical powers? But everyone in our village could use spirit magic.”If the spirit arts that shook the country to its very foundations and her gender were discovered, she’ll be instantly kicked out! Sheila’s tightrope-walking dormitory life began!

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.