MTL - Meeting A Demonic Cultivator, Even God Cries - Chapter 127 I just like it a little bit

A prominent tech mogul from another world, Ye Zhuo, was reborn as the fake daughter of a wealthy family. In the past, the fake dog in the manger was loathed by everyone in her social circle and was notorious for her foul reputation. She was not only an illiterate deadbeat but also an illegitimate daughter who was mocked. “She is not even worthy of being the real daughter’s little finger!” “Illegitimate daughter! Shameless!” In response to that, Ye Zhuo simply chuckled. ‘Heh-heh… fake daughter? Illegitimate child?’ Despite being dealt a bad hand of cards, she could still shake up the world and stir up a storm!

She went from being the fake daughter of a wealthy family to the CEO of a renowned tech company and went from being a deadbeat to a talented girl that everyone envied – from having nothing to being at the top of the world!

Let’s feast our eyes upon how she put on the act of a lifetime!

I thought I had seen bad endings before—but nothing prepared me for the garbage conclusion of The Hero’s Path.Years of investment, countless struggles, and for what? The protagonist failed. The villain won. Everyone else? Dead. Furious, I sent a message to the author, only to get a chilling response:[Do you think you could do better?]Before I could even blink, my phone exploded in a blinding light, and the next thing I knew—I was waking up in a completely different body.Now, I’m Merlin Everhart, a fourteen-year-old with a 12-star talent, the kind of gift only the strongest should have.But here’s the problem: I have no idea who I am supposed to be.With nothing but a system and a first-day-of-school alarm ringing in my ears, I’m thrown into the world of The Hero’s Path.Am I just another side character in a world that already ended once?…Either way, I refuse to let this story beat me too.

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.

[Sweet, Fiery, Refreshing, powerful couple, Cultural Heritages]Ye Wanlan's body had been possessed; after the transmigrator turned her life into a complete mess and left abruptly, she finally regained control of her own body, only to be trapped in the same day, repeating in an infinite loop for 999 years.No matter what she did, everything would start over, and she was forced to become a madwoman possessing numerous skills.The day she broke free from the loop, facing the disastrous aftermath, everyone laughed at her powerless efforts to restore order, until her past life was unintentionally exposed—Ye Wanlan leapt down from a height of thirty feet with her qinggong, unscathed.Some explained: She must've used wires.Ye Wanlan's rendition of “Battle-Breaking Music” left none injured yet many dead.Some defended: It's all post-production special effects.Ye Wanlan performed the Taiyi Divine Needle anew, miraculously healing others.Some covered up: It was all pre-written in the script.Afterward, long-lost martial arts secret techniques, Kesi silk skills, and operatic arts resurfaced in the world...Big shots making up excuses for her: ...Can you tone it down a bit?They're running out of excuses!·Suddenly, Ye Wanlan found she could hear the conversations of antiques and inadvertently mastered gossip from all ages and nations.【Absolutely no one knows that beneath the Fengyuan Pagoda lies the Tianqi ceremonial book】The next day, the Huaxia book of the Tianqi ceremony was brought to light.【I am Great Ancestor Ning's personal sword, and I won't tell you where the treasure is】The following day, international news reported the discovery of Great Ancestor Ning's treasure.The antiques who were slow to catch on finally sensed something was amiss: ???Ye Wanlan reached out her hand: I will take you home·The treasures of Shenzhou shall return to HuaxiaIn the new era, she is the sole torchbearerHe gambled his life on a Shenzhou golden age with her in it