My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration - Chapter 890: Formless Immortal Heart (2)

【Valiant Female War God VS Scheming Regent 1V1 Strong Couple, Power Struggle, and Intelligent Plot】In her previous life, Zhan Lan was the adopted daughter of the General's Mansion, who relied on her glorious military achievements to marry the illegitimate son of Emperor Xuanwu, Si Jun.Zhan Lan helped him ascend to the throne and guarded the empire for him.Upon her return from defeating enemies, Empress Zhan finds her husband, who never touched her, and the legitimate daughter of the General's Mansion, Zhan Xuerou, entangled on her bed in Kun Ning Palace.Afterward, the close relatives of the General's Mansion were killed one by one, and the deputy generals of the Zhan family army were murdered!Before dying, Zhan Lan was informed by Zhan Xuerou that she was actually the legitimate daughter of the General's Mansion!Reborn in this life, Zhan Lan advances step-by-step, using schemes and strategies to overthrow the tyrant's regime.The world knows the treacherous minister Mu Yan as lecherous and cruel, but Zhan Lan knows his true identity and strength that can overturn the dynasty!They fake a marriage to join forces in revenge; she punishes the wicked, he finishes them off; she kills, he breaks hearts.But why does the lecherous Regent look at her more and more like a wolf eyeing its prey?Until Mu Yan presses her on the bed and whispers hoarsely: “Lan'er, I'll help you take down the dog emperor, and you help your husband extinguish the fire...”They meet at the pinnacle, sharing the empire as a black-hearted couple.

In a deadly cultivation world, the only way to survive is to play dead! Trucked in the middle of faking his death, Xiao Hui finds himself transported to a cultivation world and quickly acquires a powerful master and a high rank in his sect. There's just one problem: it's a cultivation world, and only the strong survive. As a weakling who recognizes his place in the world, Xiao Hui faces certain death. So why fight it? A silly cultivation novel about a clever disciple desperately faking his own death all the way to the top of the world! -- old blurb --A silly cultivation novel about an airheaded master putting his foot in his mouth and his poor, clever disciple ducking the fall.In the midst of faking his death, Xiao Hui finds himself trucked and summarily reincarnated into a cultivation world. With great hopes for what is to come, he gets himself taken in by a sect and chosen by a powerful master, but his master seems to have a hole in his brain! What's a poor disciple to do?What Hui does best, of course!A xianxia comedy in the vein of A Will Eternal and Spirit Blade Mountain! [Volume 1 - 7 Complete]-Cultivation/progression fantasy-Neither grimdark nor fluffy, but interwoven with both silly and intense moments-Not your typical cultivation protagonist [participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge]

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Undercover police officer: We are two-on-two, so we can’t be careless.

FBI undercover: I’m in a one-on-three, and I have to be vigilant.

Zhenjiu: My teammates are very reliable, I don’t need to worry at all, and I give comrade hr Jinjiu a five-star praise.

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The semi-invincible text, some of the protagonists refer to Dazai Osamu, the stray dog.

Without a heroine, the only thing that can make the hero’s heart beat faster is the bill.

- Description from novelbuddy

I, an ordinary high school student, Kimizuka Kimihiko, who easily gets involved in things, was appointed to take care of mysterious attache cases by mysterious men in black suits. After meeting a beautiful angel-like detective girl, named Siesta in a hijacked plane, I became her assistant.

And from there–

[You deal with the beehive, and I’ll restrain the enemy.] [Don’t make plans that make me the victim.]

We had those kinds of foolish conversations, all while being completely broke every day and fought against . Even when there were hurricanes, the weather-beaten duo sleep past it. Sometimes when we saved money at a casino, we would jump around on the beds at a resort hotel, only to be broke again the next day. We would walk through deserts, traverse through jungles, conquer mountains, cross oceans– The great detective and her assistant would go through these dazzling adventures–

Until she died.

And this story starts from 1 year after that incident.

I’m the only one who’s left, but I carry on her remained wishes.

This story is far from over..