MTL - Poison Genius Consort - Chapter 34 Tight, how the result

She was born into a powerful family of the nobility, a blue-blooded aristocrat as capable as any man. He rose from humble origins up the military ranks, an iron-blooded knight with high ambitions. A transaction for power severed her from her childhood sweetheart. A tardy encounter was the beginning of his and her vow to meet life and death under heaven, standing shoulder to shoulder.

Political intrigue, dynastic succession struggles. He trampled through it all in the toil of becoming emperor.

Old enmities became new disputes, concerning life and death of entire families. She entered once more into the palace, changing the entire political climate of their world.

Meeting once again, they had become strangers. The peach blossom were all fallen, no more than a golden age grown cold.

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In 1668, our city earned the title of “The Safest Place in the Country.”I had a lot to do with that. How?Because I was arrested.

As an Immortal Emperor in his previous life, Liu Wuxie was one of the strongest existences in the world. But in a battle over the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron with the other Immortal Emperors, Liu Wuxie was forced to self-detonate at the end.

Upon waking up, he found himself in the True Martial Continent, in the body of a wastrel with the same name. He was looked down upon as the wastrel son-in-law. But using his knowledge as an Immortal Emperor, Liu Wuxie gradually rose to being the all-mighty existence he once was.

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I was sixteen when the gods abandoned me.The Blessing Ritual was supposed to grant me power, a divine gift to carve my future. Instead, I received nothing. No abilities. No hope. Just another nameless soul left to rot in a world ruled by strength.Fine. If the gods wouldn’t bless me, I’d make my own power.For ten years, I clawed my way forward, experimenting with forces no human should touch. I pushed too far—and it killed me.Then I woke up.Sixteen again. Back at the Ritual. But this time, something changed.Time bends at my will. Blood moves when I command it.The gods still won’t acknowledge me, but it doesn’t matter. This world isn’t fair, and I’ve stopped playing by its rules. Faith and Chaos clash in my veins, and I will use them both.They wanted a Chosen Hero, someone to dance to their tune.Well, too bad for them—I’ll carve my own fate.