Lightning Is the Only Way - Chapter 8 - 8 - The Cruelty Of Life

Wei Yuewu is the unloved daughter of the powerful Marquis Hua Yang. On her way back to the capital city to marry her fiancé, she becomes the target of a ruthless assassination led by her fiancé, Marquis Jing Yuan. With the help of the Prince of Yan State, she narrowly escapes from one disaster after another and returns to the capital. Determined to avenge her enemies and unravel the mystery surrounding her engagement with Marquis Jing Yuan as well as the death of her mother, Wei Yuewu makes a deal with the Prince of Yan State. However, just as she has triumphed over all her enemies and is about to reach the acme of her life, she deliberately destroys her own future and becomes an exile of her own…

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[WELCOME TO THE VILLAINOUS LUST SYSTEM] [YOU HAVE 0 LUST POINTS] [YOUR FIRST VILLAIN MISSION IS…] Bo is a lowlife who has an accident as he rushes out of the apartment of the married woman he’s screwing (her husband came back) He wakes up as a farmboy named Levi in the villainous lust system, a platform that promises to make him stronger if he can be a degenerate. Now by performing sexual acts, he can increase his strength and become the greatest ever mage! Yes, this book contains what you think it does, you dirty pervert. in fact it contains plenty of it (it’s a lust system after all)

In the Kunlun Snow Palace, a sage once said, those who pass away wander, while the living cannot let go.Once the soul departs, it will wither like the autumn grass.Those who are reborn from the dead, existing apart from the mortal realm, shall be shunned by all celestial sects and smitten as undead demons.On this day, a youth awakens from within a coffin, his blood dry and his bones chilled, to find himself a century old upon opening his eyes.A single tear from a sage awaited, a constant companion, may unravel the dreams of the past.Seeking not immortality but a mundane death, not to lament with the ages over lost love and resentment, but only wishing to grow old with tenderness in this lifetime, beneath the white clouds that hold no envy for the heavenly realms.