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Blue Moon Princess

(Silver Tier Winner of WPC #147 #148) *** I just got my freedom; moved away from my house and was about to have a new beginning— alas I died before even tasting the freedom, since I got hit by the renowned reincarnation specialist, truck-kun. But my luck was tremendous as I reincarnated into a new world—as expected, with my memories fully intact. That’s when I realized that the world around me looked eerily similar to the one in a game called the World of Cultivation and I am the heroine—scratch that; this body is just a random mob of this world. My hopes and dreams of living a peaceful life in this world crumbled down right in the beginning, when I learned that I’m bound to die soon from the hands of the main lead. Fret not, this world is one with cultivation. Although there’s just a few days before my uneventful death, I can do something with my cultivation and—ah, my body can’t even do cultivation now, can it? It seems like my luck wasn't that good. Instead, I’ve been riddled with numerous misfortunes. However, don’t think that I’ll give up on this precious second chance that fate bestowed upon me. My intention is to survive. And I’m willing to do anything for it! *** [Note: The artwork in my cover does not belong to me. So, I'll be taking it off if the original artist asks me to do so.] Cover edit: ZinonWonder

The_Chimp · Fantasia
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213 Chs

With great power comes...

"What the hell was I doing all those years?" Six clenched his fists as he looked at himself in a new light.

In the span of thirty minutes, we were able to advance from the third door to the sixth door, which was pretty impressive, according to Fu Yan. I distinctly remember Fu Yan talking about the door number at which most people fail. I wonder if we passed it or not. I mean that would be a great achievement, right?I really wanted to ask that door number to her, but I really didn't feel the need to at times as well. I mean, it might be of importance for them, but for me, these big-ass doors of loath and fear are just doors for me and the menacing doorkeeps just security guards. Like, what's the difference, eh?"You are amazing, six! I guess you train hard to do something like this." Fu Yan cheered her beloved on.