You Boys Play Games Very Well - 34-37: I Originally Considered This To Be A Sweet Text Story, Little Did I Know It’s A Cultivating Story

Zhao Chuchu was reborn and returned to the apocalypse. As soon as the space was full of supplies, he was thrown to death by a high-altitude projectile and dressed as a small village woman from an unknown dynasty.

At the beginning, kill the reborn natives, pacify the plague, and complete the miracle doctor achievement in one fell swoop.

The best jumping, the fist is the last word, the abuse is so bad that the scumbags cry father and mother begging for mercy.

High-yield rice, potatoes, sweet potatoes… all come from her, and the more money she earns.

Everyone is looking forward to her reconciliation with Xiao Xiucai, and hope, hope, hope, the baby is born, Xiao Xiucai is the champion, and all the way to become the first assistant.

Everyone was waiting to see when Lord Shoufu divorced his wicked wife.

[1v1, Shuangjie, sweet pet without abuse]

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- Description from novelbuddy

This novel is also known as I Possessed a Demon Sovereign

Chen Luoyang felt that something was wrong with his transmigration. After transmigrating, he possessed the body of the highest expert in the world, the Master of the Demon Cult, addressed respectfully as the Demon Sovereign.

Generally, aren’t supreme experts the ones that leave behind a wisp of their soul behind and occupy a new body of some miserable low-level youngster then they go on a journey of revenge and make a comeback?!

Or perhaps it would be transmigrating into a miserable youngster’s body and obtaining a cheat slowly walking the road to becoming a God?

But why did his transmigration seem wrong?

Now my environment is full of big shots and I feel like I’m going to be exposed!

- Description from Novelupdates

Jin Rou wanted to be a cultivator who defied the heavens, and surpassed all limits.

Unfortunately for him, he died, and now I’m stuck here. Arrogant young masters? Heavenly tribulations? Cultivating for days on end, then getting into life or death battles?

Yeah, no thanks. I’m getting out of here.

In which a transmigrator decides that the only winning move is not to play.