For Sale. Fallen Lady. Never Used. - Chapter 299: Cult Detector (3)

Wonderful wizards mix and match Western magic and Eastern mysticism, and become the most unexpected wizard or Taoist priest in the world.

Tom: Watch out Vijay, Tiger Tank!

Vijay: Shrink quickly, just missing a keychain, hehe…

Tom: The mummy is resurrected, run

Vijay: What are you panicking about? Come and get a corpse talisman, stop first, just squatted in the pit and forgot to bring toilet paper…

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My name is Jiang Li. I didn’t see Goldfinger when I crossed over. I have worked hard to reach the Mahayana stage. Now a system pops up, saying that it can help me counterattack, and let me counterattack from a small Qi training stage to become the number one in the cultivation world. one person.

Brother System, you came out late. I, Jiang Li, the contemporary Emperor, Kyushu Gongzun, is already the number one person in the cultivation world.

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SynopsisBetrayed by the man she loved. Framed for treason. Executed without mercy.But fate grants her a second chance.This time, she won’t be the foolish girl who sacrificed everything for the Second Prince. Armed with knowledge of the future, she steps back into the imperial court—not as a pawn, but as a player. Her enemies will never see her coming.The past will not repeat. This time, she will decide who falls… and who survives.female lead- Hua Qingyanmale lead-???Want to know?!, keep reading the story for the reveal!!

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife. The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them. Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties. The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine. Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles. The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era. The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind.