MTL - Goodnight Kiss from My Rumored Husband - Chapter 1697 Seventy percent chance 1

Two thousand years ago, the Emperor slayed a dragon in the wild, inaugurating the era of mankind.Since then, whenever malevolent dragons wreaked havoc, heroes have always emerged as destined, allowing time to flow across a long and peaceful human world.As the century turned, the sudden appearance of individuals with supernatural abilities triggered unprecedented disturbances. People constructed a sanctuary for these superhumans in the sky, on the back of a colossal dragon, called the Dome City.One spring day, Gongsun Ce, who had just started university six months ago, encountered a hunter who claimed to be a Wuchang master.“Hey, can you really do such a thing?!”“It's quite normal, because I am a superhuman.”—Thus, the love-comedy battle of supernatural abilities in a youthful campus begins!

For every supporting female character who never realized her dreams, fulfill their wishes.Earn Points, and fulfill your own wishes.Who says supporting characters must always be stepping stones?Supporting females need not become a protagonist, but they can quietly watch from the sidelines.

“Martial Arts World...” Death murmured, shocked by the turn of the events. How could he, primordial being of the afterlife, get tricked by a mere human? Not just a mere human, but also earthling, race that was weakest of the twenty realms. Death realized the extent of his mistake. An earthling had just jumped into the river of the reincarnation, where he definitely didn’t belong. It was too late. The damage has been done. The matter was now out of his hands. “Kiernan Hunter...” ... Remake of the Martial Arts System, and while the concept stays the same, the story is completely different. A few names, etc, stays the same, but mostly whole new story.

In the Kunlun Snow Palace, a sage once said, those who pass away wander, while the living cannot let go.Once the soul departs, it will wither like the autumn grass.Those who are reborn from the dead, existing apart from the mortal realm, shall be shunned by all celestial sects and smitten as undead demons.On this day, a youth awakens from within a coffin, his blood dry and his bones chilled, to find himself a century old upon opening his eyes.A single tear from a sage awaited, a constant companion, may unravel the dreams of the past.Seeking not immortality but a mundane death, not to lament with the ages over lost love and resentment, but only wishing to grow old with tenderness in this lifetime, beneath the white clouds that hold no envy for the heavenly realms.