The Lucky Star Blessing the Whole Village - Chapter 441 - 428:

He was once Head of the Immortal Sects.

Jiang Zheliu resisted the world’s destruction, protecting the people single-handedly. After losing all his spiritual energy, his hair turned white overnight.

All that remained was a millennium passed in vain, and a grave disease.

He distanced himself from the Cultivation World, went to Zhongnan Mountain to collect herbal medicines and grow flowers, as if to retire.

Until….. Those little demons he had once saved, his cherished juniors, even those devils that he had suppressed innumerable times, all came knocking at his door, each more excited than the next gripping his hand:

“Qianbei, what type do you like? Can you not be so rigid on your requirements?”

Jiang Zheliu: “……？？？”

Wenren Ye is newly appointed Devil Lord of the Devil Realm.

He is cold-hearted, devilishly handsome, and when he was younger he suffered a humiliating defeat at the hands of a certain Head of the Immortal Sects.

Still obsessed with this defeat, Wenren Ye hurried through the night to Zhongnan Mountain, but all he saw was white-haired weak Immortal Sects Leader, with droopy eyes, sick to the bone, with freshly coughed up blood staining his lips.

His obsession was still alive, but his heart was also thumping.

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Let’s fight! Go! Who am I afraid of with a chip that turns into a brain cell? ! Get promoted and get rich! The nest treasures are all mine!

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The great cultivator Qin Zhao, unable to bear the torment of her treacherous disciple, chooses death but ends up reincarnated as a scandalous starlet in the modern entertainment industry.This starlet is notorious for not taking her career seriously, engaging in underhanded tactics and is shunned by all top celebrities.Forced to make enemies and infamous, Qin Zhao retorts: I only know fortune-telling, keep the negativity coming.Using her skills in fortune-telling and feng shui to exorcise evil and dispel disasters, she becomes the honored guest of various magnates, turning haters into fans.However, her husband, a man of immense power and unpredictable moods, who is cold and difficult to handle, increasingly resembles her former disciple.Qin Zhao promptly serves divorce papers, demanding him out of her life. But the cold but elegant Dr. Chu reveals his true nature, desperate to keep her.Clutching her hand, he holds a scalpel to his chest, declaring, 'Zhao Zhao, you can take my life anytime, but you cannot leave me.'You destroyed and rebirthed me, thus my life can only be yours thereafter.ps: The fierce and cool female immortal master X from white to black, a seemingly cold but drama-loving doctor.

Big news! Big news!

The people of Qingzhou spread the word to each other.

After 200 years of not having any daughters, the Jiang family of Xijin Ferry has finally given birth to a baby girl.

Legend has it that this baby girl was born with great good fortune.

On the day she was born, the long drought-stricken land was blessed with sweet rain.

A few days after she was born, when her elders went up the mountain to hunt, they found a huge spiritual mushroom, resolving the family’s urgent need.

Half a year after she was born, her father topped the imperial exam and was appointed as the top scholar, bringing glory to their ancestors. After becoming an official, under the blessings of little darling, he successively grew new high-yield grain varieties that yielded thousands of catties per mu, shocking the world. It was smooth sailing all the way as he rose through the ranks.

The noble lords looked at Jiang Yuqing subtly gaining favor from the Emperor on behalf of his father, and then at their own daughters who only knew how to fight for attention and be jealous. Tears of envy flowed from the corners of their mouths.

Jiang’s father weakly raised his hand: I swear I didn’t teach her that, do you believe me?

The lords: Tsk…

Seeing the little girl become more and more outstanding, drawing a frenzied swarm of admirers, a certain prince was finally enraged, his sword sweeping across and leaving blood flowing like a river: A flower raised by me, how dare you!