Peerless God of Cultivation - Chapter 1

Ruan Yingyin is a silver hamster who inexplicably transmigrated into the novel 《After the rebirth of the villain》she had read.

The villain Jiang Xingyuan had a girlfriend named Ruan Yingyin in his previous life, but Ruan Yingyin later betrayed him, causing Jiang Xingyuan to go bankrupt, and finally ran away with money.

Jiang Xingyuan’s ending in the novel was miserable. He regressed back to high school and retaliated against Ruan Yingyin. Ruan Yingyin’s ending was much more miserable than Jiang Xing Yuan.

After remembering everything, Ruan Yingyin: As a silver hamster essence who transmigrated into the book, I just want to concentrate on studies. QAQ

Ruan Yingyin felt that she had to study hard to catch up with her classmates. But when the results came out, she was the first.

Ruan Yingyin felt that she could not sprint, but when she ran, she crossed the finish line first.

Ruan Yingyin felt that she wasn’t good at singing. As a result, at the school party, a small video of her singing was posted on the Internet, instantly gaining countless fans. Even people from the recording company came to invite her to debut as an idol…

The villain who bullied her at first, he stepped on her chocolate, kicked her stool, and forced her to eat mustard, finally, hugged her tightly in his arms and whispered to her, “baby, help me…”

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I thought I had been abandoned,But I was actually the child that the Namgoong family had been searching for.It wasn’t until I was killed by the Blood Demon, whom I had called “teacher,” that I learned the truth. When I awoke again as a thirteen-year-old child, I decided to return to the Namgoong family.I didn’t seek to be recognized as family.I only wanted to prevent the Namgoong family from falling apart as it had before.“This is the jewelry, silk, gold bars, and elixirs that the family head has gifted to you.”“Here, little one. This is a congratulatory gift for your return.”As soon as I was recognized as the lost granddaughter of the Namgoong family,I gained delicious food, fine clothes, gold and silver treasures, and a high-quality sword!I also gained a grandfather and a father who cried and laughed for me.But what was that strange, tingling feeling in my chest every time that happened?In order to protect the smiles of those I had once killed,and to preserve this warm and ticklish sensation for as long as I could,I was determined to change the bloody future that awaited me, unlike my previous life…**Namgoong Mucheon’s face darkened.‘Is this child truly raised to be an assassin?’The sharp killing intent and the sword techniques essential for an assassin were reflected in her life, as if they were embedded in her very being.‘Damn brat.’Anger surged within Namgoong Mucheon.He restrained himself from cursing aloud in front of his granddaughter, muttering in his mind instead.‘How dare they raise my granddaughter as an assassin?’The blue energy surrounding Namgoong Mucheon grew even stronger.

Well-known Composer Fang Zhao was in the glorious stage of his career, when the Apocalypse arrived; After finally experiencing the bitter difficulties of a thousand dangers, when the Apocalypse was simmering down to an end, he collapsed; When he opened his eyes, he was reborn in a New World, 500 years after the end of the apocalypse, in the body of a student who had been dumped barely after graduation, who had been cheated of his hardwork barely after he started working…

She was the most unpopular female wolf in the New Moon Pack, as lowly as a blade of grass. Eight years ago, her mother went missing, her father was killed, and her entire pack was exterminated. Thus, she had been demoted to the lowest servant level by her father’s murderer. For eight years, she had been beaten, cursed, and starved, but she kept her identity a secret.

This year, she turned eighteen years old.

He was the alpha of the largest werewolf pack in all of America and shone like the sun. With his perfectly sculpted face and a tremendous amount of money, no werewolf didn’t know his name, and he was the dream lover of every woman. Everything seemed perfect, except for the fact that he didn’t have a mate yet.

This year, he turned twenty-six years old.

What kind of spark or conflict would there be when they meet by chance?

“Rose, I can give you everything you want. In exchange, you have to be mine.”

“Alpha, the truth is, I’m—”

“Oh, Jesus f*cking Christ! Now, you will never escape me, my Luna.