Starting from a Fake University - Chapter 4 - At this moment Ding Yue has many questions_1

In a hilarious and sweet xianxia romance set in Ancient China, Lu Zhao Yao went through life living ostentatiously in every way possible. She lived her entire demon life in a loud and brazen manner, reigning over legions of demons, and yet——just before she was about to retrieve the sword of the ancient demon king and rightfully claim her spot on the throne——she died.

In the most quiet and unobtrusive manner possible. How? By accident.

Mo Qing, one of her lowest ranking lackeys at that point in time, had killed her after he retrieved the demon sword and unintentionally unleashed the sword’s demonic aura onto the heavily injured Lu Zhao Yao.

Her quiet and untimely death, coupled with her firm belief that Mo Qing had sneakily betrayed her by lying in the shadows and waiting to strike the final blow and reap all the rewards, nurtured a heavy grievance within her. Lu Zhao Yao refused to head to the underworld and reincarnate, hanging around in the human world in her spirit form.

Lady Luck, however, had not completely abandoned her.

One fine day, a female disciple of the Immortal Sect (Zhi Yan) fought with her childhood friend and banged her head onto Lu Zhao Yao’s grave. To Lu Zhao Yao’s utmost delight, she was able to possess Zhi Yan’s body for short periods of time after this.

Thus began her journey to avenge her very own death by destroying Mo Qing——and, in the process, resume her rightful place as the King over all demon sects!

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Sometimes, as we go about with our lives, we all happen to think of one specific thought at least once.

A year ago Raine was discharged from mental institution and had to live in the orphanage. It wasn’t the best place. At least not for someone like her.

Until one faithful night she met him.

He stopped the car.

The clutched on the blanket tightened as Raine wonder if she did something wrong. She could feel it when Torak reached out his hand at her.

Will he hit me? Raine shivered with that thought.

Torak pulled back the hoodie off her head and gently tucked her hair behind her ear.

Don’t. He said firmly, I want to see you, don’t hide yourself…

“The spirit of the guardian angel will breathe new life into human child. Three guardian angels will be born into terrestrial world once again and the three of you will be their protectors.”

“Protectors!!?” Jedrek snapped. In the end, he stopped walking and turned his back to look at the moon goddess from far distance away, his eyes glistening red with anger. His wolf was livid.

“Why do you think we will help?” Kace asked while narrowing his black obsidian eyes, his wolf took control of him. He was the youngest among the three and the less temperamental among them.

The three of them were cursed by Selene because of their ferocious action to gain supreme power and authority.

The moon goddess didn’t bless them with a mate as a punishment of their atrocious way and forced them to involve in this deadly war with the demons.

“You will turn us into a slave for those sickly creatures!?” Torak asked incredulously. “Aren’t you afraid that we will snap them into two?”

The guardian angel was so fragile and they as lycanthropes didn’t appreciate the weaknesses.

“No, you will not.” Selene said patiently. “You will not be their slave nor hurt them, you will cherish them in every way possible.”

Jedrek laughed menacingly upon hearing this, they didn’t care about the resurrected of the beast, once they crossed their territory, with or without the guardian angel he would tear their body apart. “I will be the last person they will see, once I find them.” He was referring to both the guardian angel and the demon.

But, the next voice from Selene was laced with mirth when she spoke.

“You will not hurt your mate.”

Le Xia traveled to the Marvel world. He was born ordinary, but after encountering a dilapidated bronze box, his life was destined to be extraordinary.

“Put on the holy clothes and protect the love and justice on the earth!”

The moment he touched the box, these words were imprinted into his soul.

Whether it’s evil spirits in the dark, covets in the starry sky, or “gods” who regard all living beings as playthings, all evils that try to disturb the peace of this land will face the justice of the saints.

When the golden holy clothes reflected the dazzling starlight and the white cloak fluttered without wind, the legend of the Saint Seiya began to spread throughout the Marvel universe.

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