Mystical Journey - Chapter 1247 - Black Hole 1

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What price are you willing to pay for freedom?

The wolf-less and orphaned Tania was trapped in the life of a slave.

A part of her spirit was held captive by her master to exert control.

To gain freedom, she made a deal to spy on King Eltanin, the most ruthless and powerful Alpha of Araniea.

Stormy-eyed libertine, King Eltanin was dominanting, arrogant and commanding as hell.

Racing against time to save his wolf and kingdom from the demon king, Alpha Felis, he crosses paths with Tania. She is a spy, and temptation personified.

And now Eltanin must choose between the fate of his kingdom and his mate.

Will Tania choose her freedom and reject her mate?

Or will she give up the only thing she ever wanted?

Thesaurus definition of “Libertine”: debauched Synonyms for libertine: freethinking, profligate, dissolute, immoral, lascivious?

My name is Jiang Li, and upon traversing to this realm, I found no golden opportunities waiting for me. Through sheer effort, I cultivated my way up to the Great Completion Stage. Now, suddenly, a system appears, claiming it can help me turn the tables and transform me from a minor Qi Cultivation phase practitioner into the foremost figure in the cultivation world.

Dear system, you're a bit late to the party. I, Jiang Li, already stand as the Emperor of our era, revered across the nine provinces. I am already the number one in the Cultivation World.

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When I opened my eyes I had become a princess!

But out of all characters in this romance novel, why is it the princess who has the fate of dying to her own blood-related dad, the emperor!

If I want to live, I must not be seen by that emperor dad.

“When did this kind of scumbag start living in my castle?”

The man who doesn’t have single drop of blood nor tear to drop, that cold emperor Claude! Will Atanasia who had been caught by the emperor be able to survive?

“I… What do I do…..?”

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

—— Dickens《A Tale of Two Cities》

I made myself a ghost back to life from death, with hatred in my bones and conspiracy brewed for years, sinking into the marsh, into the abyss. All I want is to bury the rotten roots, growing thistles and thorns which can kill like upas, to stab into the hypocritical civilization.

In the bottom of the muck……I found my lucida.

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