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Rebirth of the Heavenly Empress

She is the legendary queen of mercenaries whose name daunts even the big shots in society. With an ancient jade pendant in her hand, she is great at almost everything, be it seeking the truth or the art of healing. However, she unexpectedly reincarnates into a dumb good-for-nothing whom everyone loathes and hates. She is even the laughing stock in society! The once legendary genius of the mercenary regiment can't help but express her disapproval. ——Who are you trying to kid? When I was playing with grenades and explosives, all of you were still playing in the mud! A good-for-nothing? Do you feel great after having your arm twisted by a good-for-nothing? Bottom of the level? Allow me to show you what it means to be a genius! Did someone just call her untalented as compared to her younger sister—born from the same father but different mother—who is gifted in business, finance and business management? Humph, do they know that even the man who stands at the top of the corporate world once begged her to take him in as her disciple? And her father? If she were to mention the name of her biological father, even the world would be shocked... A mysterious ancient healer, they said... She is their saving grace in the eyes of countless patients. An annihilator, they claim... She is a force to be reckoned with. Possessing both beauty and great acting skills, she is a goddess whom everyone looks up to in the entertainment industry. Despite reincarnating into a human again, she still manages to take the world by storm and even accidentally becomes the Missy whom no one dares to trifle. On the one hand, she controls life and death. On the other hand, she controls fate and destiny. She tortures those who deserve it and takes revenge on those who once bullied her. She plays around with influential families and the entertainment industry while casually impressing a certain someone in the process. A legend, indeed.

Road of Flowers · Fantasy
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798 Chs

Her Account

Editor: Atlas Studios

It was obviously a social media account.

An international account.

There was only one group in the account.

Demon Concentration Camp.

This group comprised the most demonic, most elite and most terrifying bunch of people from the International Association.

Although she had never met most of the people in this group, she got along pretty well with them. They often got together to sabotage the dealings of those big bosses.

Su Huiqing's account was one of them.

Far away in the International Association.

A tall figure walked out from the bathroom. He headed to his computer as he wiped his hair, his manner relaxed and lazy.

An icon on the bottom right-hand corner jumped. He casually moved his mouse and clicked on it.

Not many people sought him out. He typed with one hand as the other continued to wipe his hair with a towel.

Until…

That black-and-white icon expanded to a chat window, which held one line of words: