In This Life, The Greatest Star In The Universe - Chapter 303:

The Crown Prince of the Capital brought a woman back home, hiding her from sight and pampering her to the skies. Rumor has it she's just a bumpkin from the countryside, pretty but utterly useless.Capital city buzzes: Just a vase rising through beauty alone.When the college entrance examination results are released, why is the name of the national top scorer that very 'vase'?At the gathering for the Association of Painters' new apprentices, why is she standing next to the Chairman?...As various disguises are unveiled, everyone is silenced, wishing they could hide. Who the hell said she was just a vase? Stand up!A certain lady, bullied, covers her hands and cries in pain.Lord Chen comforts her: My lovely wife is so beautiful and moving, why would you bully her?People, with anger they dare not express, cover their faces.Please make it clear, who is the one being bullied!

Duwei is born in this new world from Earth without making any sound, he does not cry, he just stares at the people around him. As he grows he does not speak and curses this new world in which he is forced to live.

His father a great general of insurance he must have aptitude for something, nevertheless he is not more than trash. Ignored by his family as the “Retarded” heir.

This is the story of your journey to discover the truths of this world and use the knowledge of your past life to remove your title of retarded, even if you have to become a devil.

Lu Changsheng’s soul crossed into the world of cultivation, and he became an Elder of Mount Shu, acquiring the Disciple Apprenticeship Simulator.He simulated the lives of disciples, returned teachings, and received rewards for the disciples’ realm advancements.This book is also known as “What Should I Do When My Master Is Too Kind to Me,” “My Master Never Hides Anything from Me,” and “My Master Is Omniscient.”

(Immortal Cultivation+Meeting a Perfect Match+Shura Field+Invincible Flow+Upgrade Flow+Playing the Pig and Eating the Tiger)—What is cultivation? When I think back to the past, cultivation was, as a baby, kicking my legs over and over again—kicking on the bed, kicking on the ground, kicking every single day. Cultivation was, as I grew older, swinging my sword again and again—slashing here, cutting there. Cultivation became, as I matured, the repeated harmony of yin and yang—busy tonight, and busy again tomorrow night. … My name is Xu Ming. I have never cared about the stipends given to me by those sect masters, noble ladies, or princesses.I said to her, “Can you give me a room closer to yours? I need to report my work to you at any moment.” Even if I accomplish nothing every day, I just want to watch how she cultivates. I…