The Steward Demonic Emperor - Chapter 1243: The Real Monster

I can see ghosts. Even the ghosts inside games. But then…”Ah! Not there, over that way! My family heirloom is hidden there.” The ghosts in the game keep revealing hidden pieces to me.

Ye Chen, the desperate fisherman in Riverland City, could catch anything but fish. He even registered a livestreaming room.Swish! Ye Chen caught a cremation urn as a bait box, hoping to change his luck with it.But as soon as someone sat down, a big fish was caught!Ye Chen was almost infuriated to the point of spitting blood!Just when he couldn't take it anymore, the system finally awakened...However, the system's achievements left him dumbfounded. Salvaging military weapons, saving people from the river, encountering floating corpses at night...[The host can catch a fish in 5 minutes]After 5 minutes, a rotten fish was hooked.Ye Chen was stunned.All the viewers in the livestreaming room were also stunned.[If the host continues fishing, a mysterious item weighing 76kg, worth 200,000, can be obtained]Ye Chen exclaimed, “Holy crap! Why can I catch everything except fish?”

The legend of the continent, the battle that brought fame; the Sacred Phoenix Lady, the Windfire Meteor Godrealm saber-art; the pair that ascend and fuse, the golden sun and the blue moon, the fury of the crashing thunder. There is no magic, no battle qi, nor any martial arts in this land. However, there are martial spirits. Ten thousand years have passed since the founding of the Tang Sect on the Douluo continent, and it has declined. A new, proud generation of heaven’s chosen has been born. Can the new generation of Shrek’s Seven Devils rally the Tang Sect and once more compose the song of the Unrivaled Tang Sect?

Power comes with a cost... and it was something she was willing to trade her soul for.A few nights before her wedding, Lauren sought a way to break her fourth engagement. Known for her bad reputation as the rebel princess, she was the only lady who had the guts to step foot on the Everston mansion, the house of a notorious warlord, in the middle of the night.She offered him a wicked alliance that the entire kingdom did not see coming: a marriage.A vixen pretending to be a damsel in distress and a man whose crimson eyes screaming for bloodshed. Could something blossom in this treacherous dance of lies and deception?--“Are you upset?”She eyed him sharply. “Should I be honored that I got tricked by you, milord?”He drank the remaining wine in his glass with one gulp and put it on the wooden table.He stepped in front of her. His hand was on the rail on her side while his other hand grabbed her glass and finished her wine before putting it down.The way his Adam's apple moved with his every violent gulp made her feel a tickling heat around her nape.When he brought his attention back to her, he licked his lips to wipe off the trace of wine.“How shall I make it up to you then?” he asked with his deep voice, like a seductive devil asking his victim how she would like to be killed. Dangerous yet… enthralling.