Spirit Cultivation - Chapter 494 Problems

She, a hidden technology boss, is obsessed with blood and kinship. She died tragically in a previous life and has a new life. She just wants to protect her true relatives!

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?? He, the Emperor of Dark Night, glanced at her inadvertently and caught a glimpse of her stubborn appearance with tears in the corners of her eyes. Since then, he has embarked on the road of pampering the girl, and he will never return!

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But who knows, the Jiaojiao girl in her arms is a real all-around boss.

The boss of the world’s No. 1 chaebol: “Is there any order for Miss An? The little one is willing to help Miss An.”

Dean of the Global Research Institute: “Miss An, I heard that you like the sea, I bought ten islands for you…”

The world’s number one hacker: “What? Someone bullied my boss? Hehe, courting death!”

The world’s first medical doctor: “Miss An, do I have the honor to come to your twentieth birthday party?”

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When luxury cars came to the capital and the big guys lined up to greet the girls of the An family, the world shook, and the whole world was shocked!

- Description from novelbuddy

In a world fraught with innumerable dangers where living day by day is a struggle, a young man from the modern age transmigrated into such a world, accompanied by a peculiar system made for assassination.

“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal bloody shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness!

I was killed in a car accident while trying to avoid a stalker.

Is this a reward for dying a miserable death?

I was reborn as a character in a novel that had, not a golden spoon, but a diamond spoon.

I thought I could live my life over again.

Until I found out my brother was a budding psychopath.

“Sister, how about this doll? Do you want it?”

“Leave it.”

“What about this doll?”

My younger brother ties people up so they can’t move, and insists on them being dolls.

Even I am destined to be killed in the hands of my brother.

‘Let’s leave my little brother to the heroine of the novel before that day comes!’

But… my brother killed the heroine…