My Cultivation System - Chapter 254: Fire monkey makes the decisions

A tale about the former leader of a special organization that served under royalty, now leaving his past life behind and unintentionally getting involved with the martial world.

In her previous life, Jiang Youyi's scumbag husband betrayed her and cheated on her after they married. She watched as the mistress entered her home and took over her position.

Not only was she humiliated, but the scumbag and his despicable woman also framed her, causing her to be burdened with millions of dollars in debt.

However, she never expected to wake up one day and be reborn, back to a few days before her wedding.

On the day of the wedding, in front of millions of viewers watching the live stream and thousands of guests at the wedding venue, she publicly called off the wedding.

She boldly declared, “Yes, I don't love Xu Yuning, but Lu Yunxiao!”

With these casual words, she thrust the enigmatic trillionaire heir of the Lu family into the spotlight and turned the scumbag into a laughingstock.

Everyone speculated on how Jiang Youyi could have become involved with Lu Yunxiao, the top tycoon of Hai City. In reality, only Jiang Youyi knew deep down that she was talking nonsense and randomly found a man as an excuse.

But she never expected that the day after she called off the wedding, the top-notch mogul mentioned her on Weibo and said, “I'm really curious, what does Miss Jiang like about me?”

Jiang Youyi had no choice but to bluff and reply, “Some people come into your life like gifts. I don't know what I like about you, but just the thought of you brightens my heart and fills me with happiness.”

Five minutes later, Jiang Youyi received another reply from the tycoon himself, “Since that's the case, I'll fulfill your wish.”

Jiang Youyi was confused.

That day, Weibo exploded. The tech team worked overnight to fix the server crash caused by the surge in traffic, and countless female fans lamented their lost love!

Only Jiang Youyi silently wished she could find a place to hide...

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Reborn as a sword, he lived for hundreds of years, and then he occupied the body of a 15-year-old prince.

Elia is a poor university student until the night she’s taken to the world of the Anima—ruled by humans whose ancient hearts pulse with the blood of animals. There she’s forced into a battle to the death. But when Elia survives, and refuses to kill her final opponent, the King must either kill Elia himself, or take her as his mate.

Reth, the brutal King of the Beasts with the blood of lions, shocks everyone when he chooses the weak, human Elia to become his Queen. He promises her every comfort of his wealth and position—but he is clear: She will not warm his bed. He chose her to defeat those that were trying to corner him into blending his Leonine line with the Wolves.

Elia needs the help of the Anima to become stronger and rule them well. But the vengeful Wolves see only a weak human that brought them shame. As Elia and Reth grow closer, the wolves are determined to destroy her. Will Reth and Elia admit their feelings for each in time to fight for the Kingdom—and their lives—against the villainous wolf-tribe? Or will the wolves kill Elia and steal the throne?

[Mature content - no sexual violence]

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He stalked towards her, chin low so the shadow cast by his hard jaw cut across the thick fur collar of his vest. His hair had fallen over his eyes in the scuffle, so he peered at her through it like a lion in the grass. With each step, his graceful, rolling gait reminded her of a predator stalking its prey. Despite the forest floor littered in twigs and leaves, he didn’t make a sound.

“Wh-who are you?” Elia stammered, backing away, her hands up. He met her step for step until she came up hard against the tree behind her—and didn’t stop until he loomed over her, so broad his shoulders and chest made a wall in front of her. She could feel the heat rising off his skin in the cool, night air.

“I am the Leonine King.” His voice was a dark, husky gravel. Behind him a chorus of wheezes, howls, and chirps of agreement rose from the people watching. “And you are?”

“Elia,” she breathed.

“Elia,” he growled, leaning in closer, bringing with him the scent of pine and rain and the musk of something distinctly male. “I am Reth.” He said the name with a strange, guttural roll in his throat. “I am King of Beasts. I am Clan Leader, and I am Alpha of WildWood.” Several snarls rose from the crowds behind him then, but he ignored them.

Elia swallowed as he leaned in until the scruff on his jaw rasped her cheek. “I am the King,” he said, “And you will be my mate.”

The forest behind him erupted.