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Getting a Sugar Mommy in Cultivation World!!

[WPC DEC & JAN 2023 [Fantasy] WINNER!] -------------------- Discord link--https://discord.gg/9gxbPb6Gqb ------------------ In the middle of nowhere, where there was no beginning nor the end, a voice echoed, shaking the space a little. “NO!!! This was not why I died, I have to go back. Fu—.” Noah who was the god in a magical world dies at the hand of a weak mage, it seemed everything was under his control but he panicked when his plans seemed to have fallen apart because of the interference of an unknown entity. Reborn in the body of a 14 year old boy, Noah cursed his fate, he was in a completely different world where Qi is used instead of magical power. Noah did not lose hope and Used his trump card and something weird happened with it too. He looked at the fairy in front of him looking back without any emotions on her face. She gave him a mountain of gold while claiming. “Here take it all, because from now on, ‘I am your Sugar Mommy~’!” … Noah was speechless at her exclamation, his eyes resembled that of a dead person. ‘I The Mage god feared by all got a sugar mommy….’ ---------------------- Additional tags: Character Building, Smart mc, does not care about the beauty of a woman. Killing, new type of Face slapping(only used on special people), fast paced. ---------------------- Show your lovely Support if you like the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! Golden Ticket! Gift is the best way to boost my motivation

Odayaka · Oriental
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624 Chs

Chapter 288: The Emperor of The Feng Empire!

Somewhere in the Feng Empire,

Inside a well-lit hall with no decoration, five people sat surrounding a round table. There were three men and two women in the group, each exceptional in their own way.

They all seemed to be talking with each other, making jokes.

*Clank!*

Hearing the gates of the room open, everyone turned their attention towards the person who entered the room. When they saw the man entering the hall, not a single person dared to even breathe in his presence.

The man was adorned in expensive clothes and beautiful ornaments, while his face was covered in a black cloak. Despite the cloak, from his posture and skin tone, one could tell that the man was young.

He moved his head as if looking around the room, scanning through the people present. They all followed his figure and saw him sit on the main seat at the table.