Heaven Refining physique - Chapter 7: Immunity

(1v1 Shuangjie sweet pet, so sweet! Shuangdatian) Shen Yaowei has been a fool who has lost his mind all his life, and finally was skinned and deboned by the person he trusted the most.

After being reborn, Shen Yaowei is no longer blind, nor is her heart blind, she just wants to hug the thigh of the future tyrant and be a rice bug that eats soft rice.

Possessing all-powerful skills and bearing the name of a foolish girl, Shen Yao secretly pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, slaughtering the Quartet, and the abused scum cries for her father and mother.

Anyone who stopped her from hugging her thighs would have to die.

Soon, everyone discovered that the frightening highness of the King Rui, who had always been a loner, had changed, and there was always a small tail behind him.

“Uncle Nine Emperor… I don’t have the strength to walk anymore, I want to hug…” Little Tail stretched out his arms towards His Highness the Nine Kings, pitifully.

“Slim, big brother has strength, big brother hugs you!” The big brother, the leader of the martial arts alliance, arrived at the battlefield within a second.

“No no, the second brother is very strong, the second brother is here!” The second brother, who is a genius doctor, followed closely.

Next, the third brother, the fourth brother, the fifth brother… all the bigwigs came to the scene, begging for hugs.

“You all get out of the way for Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu’s daughter, Lao Tzu, come and hug me!”

Before the old father, who was a general protecting the country, had time to rush in front of Shen Yaowei, he saw that the aloof, dignified and peerless His Royal Highness was squatting with his back to Shen Yaowei.

“Come on, yaoyao, I’ll carry you.”

- Description from novelbuddy

For as long as records about humanity and monsters existed, so did the tower of ascension.

Those amongst men who were chosen to enter the tower were given the tag 'Climber' and were worshipped as warrior's who had transcended mere mortals.

Rocky, who had aspired to be a Climber for as long as he could remember, found his dreams and nightmares merging on the very day he was endowed with powers as the very day that he got selected as a climber became the day when his sister was abducted, ensnaring him in a web of conspiracies that spiralled far beyond his wildest imaginations.

Bound by a system not meant for him, Rocky gained unparalleled power and attention that came with his position as the 'Champion' of gods, however, without the strength to back his position, he became an easy prey for envious vultures.

In this tale of ambition, power, and vengeance, Rocky's journey through the Tower of Ascension promises not just answers to his darkest questions, but a confrontation with his own nature.

Will he emerge as the saviour he never intended to be, or will he succumb to the darkness within, becoming the very villain he fears?

This is a story of how the line between hero and villain blurs when faced with the ultimate stakes, making Rocky's ascent a thrilling saga of survival, betrayal, and desperate choices.

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WARN:

SLIGHT ROMANCE!! NO HAREM!! FAMILY GENRE!!

Filled with political intrigue, warfare, adventure, friendship, and betrayal.

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Synopsis:

I transmigrated into a novel that I read years ago as the second Prince of the Chrono Empire and was fated to be killed by my half-brother, the First Prince at the age of 12.

So, What's my role in this novel?

Am I the villain?

Am I an insignificant extra?

Am I the protagonist? Nah, definitely not.

But, why bother?

Following the novel's plot isn't my style and I won't let it dictates my life.

Regardless of my role, I am the main character of my own life.

I became a side-character who died in anguish because of her good-for-nothing husband.

If I can’t avoid getting married, why don’t I change who I marry instead?

“Excellent, marriage sounds good.”

“Wise choice. Then let’s have a wedding ceremony that isn’t too ceremonious. Following that, I’ll need you to go down to the Fief and behave like the lady of the house until I call for you. Naturally, there won’t be any time to spend in leisure whilst dousing yourself in luxuries.”

“I’m not marrying you, but your father instead.”

“……Pardon?”

“I’m not going to marry you. Do you have a problem with that?”