MTL - To Raise a Soul - ~ 103. Immortal heart

“Why did you have to get married to me then if you knew you were going to throw me away!” She yelled.He exhaled gently and faced her, his face blank, his eyes surprisingly cool.“That's because, I had to save my crown and my throne. Now, let me live my life.”“Why did it have to be me?” She palmed her face.“You know she's my fated mate and there's nothing I can do about it.”With tears in her eyes, she slowly picked up herself and nodded.“I'll sign the divorce papers.”•••Nyx is torn with grief, when Alpha Oberon, her husband decides to divorce her after he claims to have found his fated mate.She leaves the pack out of the fear of returning back to her abusive and cruel parents and raises her child all by herself.Years race by, with the new Luna not being able to produce any heir for the kingdom. A seer tells the king that he has a heir who has the king's blood running in his veins.What happens when he realises the child is from the very woman who once offended? What will he to do convince her to come back in order to save his throne and kingdom?

In a world where strength reigns supreme, Leon Xian was nothing but a cripple, mocked and humiliated by his peers. Betrayed, abandoned, and cast aside—his fate seemed sealed.Until he awakened the Limitless Copy System.Steal any talent. Copy any technique. Master any power.With a single touch, he rises from the depths of mediocrity to stand above geniuses. The arrogant elites who once looked down on him? He crushes them with their own techniques. The noble beauty who broke off their engagement? Now, she regrets it.From a sect’s laughingstock to an unstoppable force, Leon’s journey has just begun. Enemies will kneel, beauties will fall, and legends will be rewritten.Watch as the trash becomes invincible!

When humans step into the Galactic Era, the ancient art of cultivation thrives once again.

On the way to a company workshop, we fell into a world of immortal cultivators while still in the car.

Those with spiritual roots and unique abilities were all called to join cultivation sects, living prosperously.

But I, having neither spiritual roots nor special abilities, lived as an ordinary mortal for 50 years, complying with fate until my death.

That’s what I thought.

Until I regressed.