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Transmigrated and Exiled With a Sign in System

A business tycoon and a polymath died after achieving her goal to become the richest person in the world showing the world that a woman can stand on the top of the world. But world cannot accept something like this and the people were suppressed by her became jealous. They used some barely underhanded means to kill her. She thought that she would be dead and go to the underworld instead he came to an ancient European model place. Wendy lark was dressed as cannon fodder playing a female supporting role in a book about a re-born female protagonist. The heroine was her cousin that appears gentle and talented but actually quite conceited. She was reborn on the way to exile and she used her tricks to ascend to become a queen. Wendy’s whole family was used as a stepping stone and was destroyed on the road of exile. "You are about to die, how can you still eat?" Madam lark asked "When you are about to die, I am trying to be a well fed ghost." Wendy lark answered. In the chaos of the house raiding scene, Wendy hurriedly grabbed the engagement agreement with a chicken wing. During the breaking up of the marriage, Wendy exchanged the engagement agreement for a mule cart and twenty silver coins then she started a long journey of exile. In order to survive, she used her business and knowledge of cooking like making spicy roasted pig, fried chicken, farming cotton, and breeding sheep. She even engaged in building water power, building cities, building cement roads, and creating a prosperous fortress in the south where she was exiled. Accidentally she played a big game, and the plot was really shifted…
souryourer · 208.1k Views
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Lazy Salvation

“The boogeyman of Outer Gods, protector of Earth, humanity’s last stand—Miratheris’s son has returned.” I was drowning in sloth. The color of life had drained from my eyes, leaving only shades of grey. Doing anything felt like punishment. Looking for a job? A laughable idea. I did everything I could to stay disconnected from reality. Gambling. Drinking. Even suicidal stunts. Anything to escape the numbness that clawed at my mind for even a second. But everything comes at a cost. I abandoned my family. Broke the heart of the only woman who ever loved me. And wasted every damn day like it didn’t matter. I became the kind of man society throws out with the trash. But life didn’t spare me. Not even when I hit rock bottom. Deceived, shackled, and sold into another world— I spent the rest of my days as a slave. Forced to fight monsters ripped straight out of myth. At the very end, all I could do… was wish. Just one more chance. One shot to make things right. … Born a prodigy, Ashen Hart moved through life like a golden boy. What others worked for, he mastered with ease. At first, it felt like a blessing. The validation, pride, and accomplishment felt sweet. But even honey spoils when you’re drowning in it. The more success he tasted, the more hollow it all became. And when a mysterious power awakened within him, letting him see moments into the future— The world lost all color. And then all meaning… Nothing could surprise him. Nothing could move him. He spiraled. Ashen threw it all away—ambition, love, purpose— and embraced the slow death of apathy. But fate wasn’t done with him. Kidnapped by a shadowy organization and forced into a hidden war, he learned a truth: he wasn’t special. He was fodder. Cannon meat to delay the inevitable. But somewhere, buried beneath sloth and cynicism, the genius stirred. The apathy rotted away. And Ashen Hart, the failure, became Ashen Hart, the wretched. The unkillable. From a discarded pawn to the final hope of mankind. And when it was over—when even the gods had fallen— he was left alone. At his dying breath, the Earth’s spirit, Miratheris, answered his plea. She rewound time, giving him one last shot. But not without a price. She kept his memories intact… and delayed their return just enough so his younger self could bear the weight. Ashen’s second life begins now— and the monsters, both within and beyond, are about to learn what regret truly feels like. ═══⟲══════⟲══════⟲═══ All chapters are unlocked.
Hushfire · 599.2k Views

Dual Cultivator: Level Up By Sleeping With Beauties

[Content warning: Expect explicit sexual content] Kael Ashvane is the Runeward Chapter's least-regarded initiate — a foundling with no recognized elemental root, tolerated only because his guardian Lady Magister Isara pulled the strings to keep him enrolled. His cultivation is weak. His constructs backfire. His self-styled epithet, "the Little Saint-Lord," is a joke. His body is not. Born with the Primal Vigour Constitution — an innate anomaly that generates Virilic Essence of a purity no orthodox cultivator can match — Kael is precisely what the Ars Vitae demands: a natural reservoir, inexhaustible and potent. When the Chapter's mission collapses into the undead nightmare of the Dread Mire, it is not his fire techniques that first save him. It is Selene Voss, Third Soror of the Chapter, whose Ars Vitae bond with Kael begins in coercion and quietly becomes something neither of them intended. Her Bashful Bloom constitution makes their sessions unlike anything in the cultivation manuals — and the power she channels into him makes him faster, sharper, more dangerous than his grade has any right to explain. With Ars Vitae accelerating his cultivation far beyond what his official grade suggests, Kael begins winning engagements he has no business surviving: destroying Bone Towers with siege artillery he built himself, flooding the Bone Warren to collapse an undead campaign that had broken standing armies, forcing a divine-court prince to retreat. His Primal Vigour Constitution draws something extraordinary at climax — the Dracoiling, a phenomenon that blazes dragon-veins across his flesh and marks him as something the cultivation manuals do not have a category for.
IronGoose · 19.3k Views
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