The Art of Chaotic Divinity - Chapter 635: The Lieyang Cavalry Battalion!

Yun Wan transmigrated into a vicious female supporting role in a male-frequent novel.
The female partner was born in the Acacia sect, and has an indescribably superb physique. With her as the center, monks within a radius of ten meters can rely on her to obtain cultivation. It is not an exaggeration to move the spring water. If the two parties work together, they can become immortals in place. Not impossible.
Therefore, the father dedicates her as a “gift” to the unlucky man N Suiyuan in the story, and never wants to be returned on the spot by the other party.
When Yun Wan passed through, she happened to be on the way to “give gifts”.
Recalling the miserable ending of the female supporting role, Yun Wan decided to run away and find a sect to learn art from a teacher. To ensure safety, she planned to find another bodyguard.
The bodyguard she had a crush on, Mo Yi Qingchen, was very handsome, and Yun Wan leaned over happily: “Brother, take the order? As long as you stay within ten meters of me, you can get 888 cultivation points per second.” At the end, she added, “It’s done.” Afterwards, our spirits and souls blended together and soared together.”
That’s right, she’s hungry for abs.
In just three sentences, Yun Wan managed to get the handsome guy to escort her for eighty-eight days.
Finally arrived at the Great Sect, Yun Wan was about to bid farewell to the bodyguards, but was greeted with a sentence: “Welcome Master Suiyuan, Master Yun Wan returns to the sect!”
“…???” What year old? Teacher what mother?
The other party looked at her with a half smile but not a smile: “Mind and soul, soaring together?”
“…” Damn it, she is the unlucky little bastard.
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Note: There are private settings inside, please do not research.
The ranks of immortal cultivation are: Qi refining, foundation building, consecration, Jindan, Yuanying, Mahayana, and robbing.

Content tags: Xianxia Cultivation Wearing Books
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One-sentence introduction: The supporting female partner of the Hehuan sect will never admit defeat!
Conception: scientific cultivation of immortality, physical fitness

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The Wilds relentlessly reclaim all things. Humanity shelters within their ever-dying cities. Mages create the only path forward.Tala had to fight tooth and nail in the Magic Academy to forge a path to power that was her own. She knows it’s her duty to use that power to serve humanity, defending them against the creatures of the untamable wilds. However, she skipped a few steps in her education, like apprenticing to someone who actually knows what they’re doing.Now, Tala has to balance learning as fast as she can with paying off the veritable mountain of debt the Magic Academy dropped on her shoulders for the opportunity; not to mention staying alive.Even though she should only be a Mageling, the world considers her a Mage. Bless the stars she directed most of her magic toward survival.

Zorian is a teenage mage of humble birth and slightly above-average skill, attending his third year of education at Cyoria’s magical academy.

He is a driven and irritable young man, consumed by a desire to ensure his own future and free himself of the influence of his family, whom he resents for favoring his brothers over him. Consequently, he has no time for pointless distractions or paying attention to other people’s problems.

As it happens, time is something he is about to get plenty of. On the eve of the Cyoria’s annual summer festival, he is killed and brought back to the beginning of the month, just before he was about to take a train to Cyoria.

Suddenly trapped in a time loop with no clear end or exit, Zorian will have to look both within and without to unravel the mystery before him. And he does have to unravel it, for the time loop hadn’t been made for his sake and dangers lurk everywhere…

Repetition is the mother of learning, but Zorian will have to first make sure he survives to try again — in a world of magic, even a time traveler isn’t safe from those who wish him ill.

A maid who is beaten on behalf of a noble boy.

Some memories of her childhood were cruel, but Yuriel held no resentment towards the boy. Rather, she liked it–The hand that carefully applied medicine to her wounds was always warm.

“M-Master, stop, Raph, sa, save…ah, mm…!”
“That’s why.. I told you.. to wait.. till I returned.”

But the Raphlet that appeared in her dreams showed nothing but passion and lust.

Prophetic dreams.
The ability that was like a stigma drove Yuriel towards an unknown future.

All I want is to be next to you.