Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God - Chapter 1133: Stuck in the Throat

Instead of causing chaos with my knowledge of the original work, I assisted the protagonist.

I successfully completed the story and now planned to retire and live peacefully.

However, it seems the protagonist still needs my help.

An academy professor? That’s nothing much.

But why is the state of the academy so strange?”

Qi Condensation. Foundation Establishment. Core Formation. In the current world, only these three realms are known to be achievable. Nascent Soul is but a legend and the realms above it lost to the the long river of time. The modern era is known as Cultivation Civilization, a balance of power and civility, excess and moderation. While cultivation remains a secret practice, it has long since exposed itself to the mundane world, quietly intertwined with each facet of society. While the world appears to be at peace, what lies underneath is a conflict between human, cultivator, and demon, brewing for ages and waiting to implode. Yet in the wake of humanity’s rapid industrialization, qi—and consequently cultivation—is dying.

【Substitute Marriage+Adorable Baby+Sweet Pampering+Both Leads Pure+Chasing Wife Drama+Anti-cliché+Face-slapping Revenge】A conspiracy, Ivy Kensington marries in place of another to the powerful Master Blackwood.During the day, she is his most disliked humble maid.At night, she becomes his bride, sharing intimacy every day.When the secret of the substitute marriage is revealed, Ivy Kensington takes her child and flees far away, only to be pursued relentlessly by the man: “Ivy Kensington, you can only be mine!”She pleads, struggles, yet cannot escape the cage the man has crafted for her.Four years later, Ivy Kensington returns with a stunning appearance and child, “Master Blackwood, long time no see.”The man becomes a doting husband, pampering her beyond measure: “Be good, call me hubby!”

Viserys Targaryen was born with the blood of dragons and yet lived his life in exile. He was a prince with a lost kingdom and a fading legacy, an immature bastard who died a pitiful death. Unfortunately, that same death was coming for me now… as I found myself in his body right before molten gold fried my brain.Yes. Fuck Khal Drogo, and fuck the molten crown.With the memories from another life, in this world of betrayal and broken oaths, I had the chance to forge a new destiny for myself. Armed with the knowledge of the future, my own cunning, and [The Dragon System], I made the choice to flee from the Dothraki barbarians and take back what was rightfully mine.