Mythical Era: My Evolution into a Celestial Beast - Chapter 603: The End of the Great Battle, Tearing the Continental Plates Apart (II)

Han Yue Ling, a peerless beauty with a great personality, but she carries a lot of secrets.She loved a man for 10 years, but on the day of her wedding, fate decided to play a cruel joke on her and take the man away.Three years later, she decides to move away.She stumbles upon Lu Tian, the ruthless and cold CEO of Lu Corps. Thinking it was just an accident, she stumbles upon him again and again. Before she knew it, the man is already living with her!Is this an unexpected second chance at love? Will she be able to love again?

After accidentally falling, she actually finds herself bound to a Second Female Lead Counter Attacking System!

Xun Mi: WTF is this?! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻


In order to regain her memories and return to her original world, Xun Mi is forced to transmigrate to different worlds and complete missions. Fiancé stolen away? Abandoned by the family? Career ruined? Reputation slandered? No problem, I’ll just go and grab a golden thigh*, dominate the world, slap those trash scum across the face, and live true to the saying that evildoers have no worry!

Xun Mi: I just want to peacefully and quietly complete my missions and go.


Loyal Puppy: I just want to peacefully and quietly go with you.

*Note: grab a golden thigh: means to cling onto a rich or powerful person for support , usually used in a joking manner

- Description from Novelupdates

Choi Hyun-seok, a heavyweight champion of the biggest mixed martial arts league on Earth and the one who was called the strongest had died.Afterwards, he was granted new life as a hero in another world.‘Wealth! Honor! Endless beauties at your fingertips!’With thoughts of such a dazzling future, the first thing that he saw when he came to this new world was a towering ox monster.The monster, who was the commander of the demon army, asked.“Hero? You’re saying you’re the hero?”“Uh…I think…?”And so, that was the start of hell.

Tang Qiu was a substitute bride–forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry the young master of the Jiang family, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months left to live.

“Who would have thought that even a sickly whelp like Jiang Shaocheng would find himself a bride?”

“I hear that he’s practically on his deathbed and he’s only marrying the Fengs’ daughter to improve his lifespan.”

Tang Qiu ignored the whispers around her and focused on her husband-to-be, who coughed violently in his wheelchair. At the altar, after they had said their vows, she lifted her veil and knelt in front of Jiang Shaocheng, pressing a hesitant kiss to his lips.

The marriage contract was signed. No matter his physical deformities, he was now her husband.

She wasn’t afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by him being confined to a wheelchair. Every morning, she made him breakfast, attended to his needs, and thought of little else beyond her duties as a wife.

“Young Master Jiang is a cripple who can’t get it up,” her best friend argued. “When he dies, you’ll still be untouched. You should set your sights higher.”

“A sickly invalid like Jiang Shaocheng can’t give you happiness,” her ex-boyfriend insisted. “I’ll wait for you.”

But Young Master Jiang only scoffed. “I have plenty of time left to be with her.”

Later in their marriage, Jiang Shaocheng wanted to enjoy his little wife in all ways–the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin on skin; the way a husband and wife were supposed to. But Tang Qiu refused him, blushing. “No, we can’t. The doctor says you can’t exert yourself.”

Jiang Shaocheng’s desire was surging through him, a heat in his core that demanded to be satiated. He cursed, I should have gotten rid of that doctor and the wheelchair long ago.

But he yearned to make love to his little wife, and so he revealed his true identity. In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple transformed into a powerful businessman–tall, dark, and handsome. He quieted Tang Qiu’s protests, his body positioned over hers, his arms caging her as she lay on the bed. His voice was low when he asked, “What about now?”