MTL - I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World - Chapter 356 1st generation Tianjiao

Ever since inexplicably finding herself in this new world, Chu Chi was quite satisfied with her newly acquired brain. Although she didn’t understand why she suddenly had two young children, Chu Daidai firmly believed that if something was incomprehensible, it must be true!And so, the dimension-hopping, ditzy zombie happily became both birth mother and stepmother, frolicking with her two little ones. Even though her mind was still filled with echoing emptiness, now flooded with water courtesy of that naughty child.But at least she was open to advice!When brains fall short, brawn picks up the slack.Thus, Chu Daidai allowed herself to be persuaded by various factions, coaxed from the countryside all the way to the capital, winning hearts along the way with her tiger-head shoes and physical charms.Ever since Lin You’an had gone to great lengths to trick himself a stepmother, he often found himself questioning his life choices. Why was he always either dealing with trouble or on his way to deal with trouble?“Hehe, Great Uncle, my mother doesn’t quite understand…”“Dear clansmen, please hear me out, my mother is still young…”“Honorable gentlemen, my mother is but a frail woman…”The poor child, burdened with an adult’s worries, raised his little sister with one hand while guiding his mother with the other. It was only years later that he realized – this wasn’t just scamming a stepmother, was it? He’d basically found himself an active father!(Both are pure and chaste! The main couple is Dai Xiaoqi vs. Shen Xiaowu, with a fateful connection spanning past and present lives. )

“M... Marissa! Are they my kids?” Rafael's eyes weren't moving away from the adorable kids' faces.“No, Rafael. They are not,” Marissa said with a fake smile, “They aren't yours. Remember?” she batted her lashes quite dramatically, “We were never married!”Marissa Aaron’s elder sister Valerie Aaron jilted her blind boyfriend on her wedding day and ran off. For face-saving, Merissa's family pleaded to her to marry Raphael Sinclair.The irony? She was not allowed to tell her blind husband that she was not Valerie but Merissa Aaron.On the day of Raphael's successful eye surgery, Marissa got to know that Valerie was back to take her rightful place as Sinclaire’s daughter-in-law.Marissa tried explaining to her husband that she was the one married to him, but he did not believe her. Instead of any more convincing, heartbroken Merissa decided to leave the city without telling him, her secret.Raphael Sinclair was the classic definition of drop-dead gorgeous and was the only heir of the Sinclair group of industries.What would he do when he came to know that all this time the woman who offered him, her love and her body was not Valerie but her younger sister Marissa Aaron?How would he react when he came to know that he was the father of the babies Marissa was carrying in her womb?Would he go after Marissa and win her back?And the million-dollar question!Would Marissa ever be able to forgive him and love him again?

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.

Weary reader, it is an honor that you have chosen this book amidst the heavy, dim library.Regrettably, this book is unwell.Your fingers should be able to feel the raised growths on the surface of its cover,Words written in bygone days are like parasites rooted in the pages, hoping for someone to observe their wriggling,To feel, to decipher, to touch the essence of this ailing story.If you insist on borrowing this book, please make sure to regularly check your own physical condition.