Unable to Cultivate, I Can Only Raise Soul Pets - Chapter 474 - Starry Sky Military Base, Civilization Ruins!

Chen Shen traveled to a world of immortals and became the corpse collector of the Xianzong, burying the dead disciples every day.

To bury the disciples of the seventh level of Qi training, to obtain their immortal skills and experience, and to obtain part of their spiritual roots.

To bury the disciples of Daofeng’s inner disciples in the array, get the spirit-gathering array, the killing array, and the experience of the array.

Bury alchemy masters, get Peiyuan alchemy recipes, build foundation alchemy recipes, and get alchemy master experience packs.

Bury super geniuses, complete spiritual roots, and achieve heavenly spiritual roots…

Twenty years later, Chen Shen, the body collector who has grown into a Jindan Zhenjun but is still low-key, discovered that the corpses sent this time were unusual, as if they were from the whole sect!

After twenty-nine years of reign, Jiang Lingxi unfortunately passed away on her way back from a military expedition.When she opened her eyes again, she was in the modern world a thousand years later, becoming a small celebrity everyone on the internet was shouting to beat.Everyone shouting to beat? A drama queen? A small celebrity?Jiang Lingxi smiled it off; as a dignified Empress, she was best at turning the tables in desperate situations!Soon, the entire internet discovered that the hot searches about Jiang Lingxi exploded again, but they were no longer negative.Upon entering, netizens were all shouting: Awesome 666!In the Survival variety show, Jiang Lingxi led the entire scene by herself, and even the former top soldier who had to change careers due to injury couldn't help but humbly ask for jungle survival tips.In the historical drama remake about the Empress, as soon as Jiang Lingxi appeared, the Empress of a thousand-year-old prosperous era that only existed in public imagination suddenly had a clear image.During the Dragon Robe fashion show, the fashion master subconsciously performed minister etiquette in front of Jiang Lingxi, and the unedited red carpet photos amazed people both domestically and internationally.And after more unknown hidden identities were accidentally exposed, the whole internet: We're paralyzed, Your Majesty please witness us sliding and kneeling!The Shen family of a thousand-year legacy, Shen Yunqing is the youngest Family Head of this generation.The man, rarely seen in front of the camera, is full of honor and dignity, only when looking at Jiang Lingxi does his gaze soften like spring water.'Encountering Your Majesty, I only wish to bow and call myself your subject!'

This novel is about low ranking staff Shan Shan being oppressed by the Big Boss. She keeps fighting but keeps losing. So she finally stopped struggling and obediently surrendered…

Shan Shan, extremely docile, waited outside the delivery room at the temporary blood bank. At the same time, the big boss sent her away to do a blood test to ensure she was of good health and suitable blood type.

Sure enough, the pregnant woman was in a critical condition. Thus, Shan Shan obediently let 300 cc of her blood being pumped. The condition of the pregnant woman improved. Shan Shan received many thanks, left the hospital and lamented this while looking at the moon:

“Capitalists really are blood-suckers, heartless, heartless.”

Shan Shan, who is deep in thought, did not notice a black limousine has stopped behind her. The man at the back seat heard her sigh, moved his mouth and then closed the recently opened window.

“Drive home.”

“Boss, didn’t you just say you want to send Miss Xue back?”

“No need,” the man said without expression, “capitalists are heartless.”

He called me his ruin. Then he made me one.Alpha Shiloh's rejection wasn’t just a scar—it was a betrayal. He left me shattered. Broken. And I had to rebuild myself in silence.I almost forgot the way his touch once burned like salvation.Now he’s back.Not to beg forgiveness. To bargain. A deadly mission, he says. He promises freedom.But then presence ignites my wolf into a frenzy. She thrashes, desperate to claim him again. But I remember the coldness in his eyes when he exiled me. The way the pack turned their backs as I crawled into the wilderness, half-dead and wholly broken. Hate simmers hotter than desire.Yet here I am, bargaining with the devil who shattered me. Every moment we share is a lie. He doesn’t know about the shadows I’ve fed, the truth I’ve buried.Or the child.One whisper of its existence, and the pack will paint the forest with my blood.But the closer we get to completing his mission, the harder it is to hide… from him, or from the part of me that still craves him.Freedom has a price.So does vengeance.And I’m not sure which will destroy me first.