MTL - Becoming An Ancient God From Blood Therapy - Chapter 347 Alien Research Base

In her previous life, as Yun Xi lay on her deathbed due to a terminal illness, her famous painter husband said to her heartlessly, “Yun Xi, let’s get a divorce. I would never marry you if I knew that your sister was the one who saved me.” Yun Xi was dumbstruck. It was actually her who saved Mo Ran! She struggled to look at her sister, Yun Lian to see what was going on. Yet, what she saw made her heart sink into her stomach. Yun Lian lowered her gaze as she said, “Sister, I’m sorry. My Brother-in-law and I truly love each other. I’ve been hiding this for so long now, and I can’t hide it any longer.”

[Previously titled “The Queen is Wed”] By accident, Mo Shu bound herself to a system that demanded she court death daily in order to survive.As the malicious supporting character, her first task was to make the overbearing CEO despise her, while also playing matchmaker between the main female character and him. When necessary, she would offer her own face for them to crazily slap, assisting them to marry so she could make a perfect exit.Thus, Mo Shu, in her struggle to survive, spent every day tremblingly courting disaster in various ways. Yet, accidentally, she somehow ended up marrying the man she adored. Now, where did she go wrong?![Not a fast-paced traversing story][Crazy pampering + exhilarating plot]

Qi Condensation. Foundation Establishment. Core Formation. In the current world, only these three realms are known to be achievable. Nascent Soul is but a legend and the realms above it lost to the the long river of time. The modern era is known as Cultivation Civilization, a balance of power and civility, excess and moderation. While cultivation remains a secret practice, it has long since exposed itself to the mundane world, quietly intertwined with each facet of society. While the world appears to be at peace, what lies underneath is a conflict between human, cultivator, and demon, brewing for ages and waiting to implode. Yet in the wake of humanity’s rapid industrialization, qi—and consequently cultivation—is dying.

I, Fang Cheng, an Immortal.Although I had developed many hit games, there was one question I never quite figured out.Games, why are you fun?