The most powerful emperor, who was murdered on his wedding night because of ordinary people's jealousy, is coincidentally reborn one hundred years later and set out on a new journey against the gods.
The most powerful emperor, who was murdered on his wedding night because of ordinary people's jealousy, is coincidentally reborn one hundred years later and set out on a new journey against the gods.
"I had never thought that I, Nie Tian, was even reborn!" In the room, Nie Tian's body was trembling badly and his eyes were filled with repressed rages.
All things happened before were flying in his brain like tempestuous storms.
Nie Tian was the first God of War in the Heavens. More than half territories of Dawn & Dusk God Realm were conquered by him through wars.
His prestige was stunning in the God Realm!
To reward him for his outstanding military exploits, Dawn & Dust Emperor betrothed his beloved daughter Princess Ziyan to him.
Luo Ziyan, the first beauty in Dawn & Dusk God Realm, was extremely elegant. She had a face that could launch a thousand ships.
They were a perfect match as Nie Tian was the first God of War in Heavens.
Yet Nie Tian had never expected that Luo Ziyan would have attacked him on their wedding night.
As the first God of War in the Heavens, he died in his fiancée's hands on their wedding night. What a big joke!
"Why did she kill me? Was the rumor true? It was a trick that Dawn & Dust Emperor betrothed Luo Ziyan to me. His purpose was to kill me." Nie Tian's eyes were cold and his heart was surging waves.
It was always a taboo for vassals to make the lord felt jeopardized because of their great achievements.
In Dawn & Dusk God Realm, Nie Tian's prestige was much higher than Dawn & Dusk Emperor's. It was reasonable that he wanted to kill Nie Tian.
"What a Dawn & Dusk Emperor! What a Luo Ziyan! How cruel you are! I fought for vast territories for Dawn & Dusk God Realm and even considered Luo Ziyan as my lifelong true love. Unexpectedly I ended up dying in your hands." Nie Tian's eyes became deep red and his body was trembling.
After a long time, Nie Tian calmed himself down. Suddenly he laughed wildly with a sparkle of light in his eyes, "Never mind. Since I was reborn by God, I would never be a vassal of others."
"In this generation, I will create my world!"
"In this generation, I will become the Eternal Emperor of Heaven!"
"In this generation, I will dominate Heavens and God Realm!"
The heroic utterances could make deaf men hear and blind men see. Nie Tian was hard-edged, which just like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.
Nie Tian was full of confidence after his rebirth, but he gave a wry smile while seeing his body and mocked himself, "This body is really too weak."
After being killed by Luo Ziyan, it was a hundred years later that Nie Tian woke up again.
His soul was reborn in this young man who had died of illness. It happened that he was also called Nie Tian.
This Nie Tian was the master of the Nie Clan, one of the three biggest clans in Moyang City.
However, this master was no more than a decent servant.
No one even knew that he was dead in his room.
The reason was that he was a wreck with all Nascent Meridians destroyed.
Three years ago, as the first genius in Moyang City, Nie Tian reached Ninth Grade Nascent Meridian Realm at the age of thirteen. He could be called a prodigy.
However, one day three years ago, Nie Tian, his father and several clansmen went into Broken Sky Mountains to cultivate, and they suffered an ambush from a group of people in black. It turned out his father and clansmen were all killed. Only Nie Tian escaped alone, yet he became disabled with all Nascent Meridians broken.
He succeeded the master of the clan after his father's death, but in all people's eyes, he was nothing.
Since all Nascent Meridians had been broken, Nie Tian gave up himself and lost all self-confidence. He drowned his sadness in drinking and lingered in whorehouses all days.
Yesterday, he was severely beaten to coma by Ba Ziyang, the young master of the Ba Clan which was also one of the three biggest clans in Moyang City.
After he was lifted back to Nie Mansion, he died this morning, which gave Nie Tian---the God of War an opportunity to possess.
"All Nascent Meridians were destroyed?" Nie Tian calmed down and started to check his new body.
"Poison!" While checking, Nie Tian was astonished to find that not only his Nascent Meridians were destroyed, but their colors turned black.
"I was poisoned to death!" A face appeared in Nie Tian's brain. It was Nie Santong, the chief deacon of Nie Clan.
While Nie Tian was injured, only Nie Santong came to see him and dosed him with a Soul Reinforcing Pill to 'heal the injuries'.
"What a Nie Santong! Surely he coveted the position of the master and tried to murder me." Nie Tian suddenly realized and a sparkle of cold light appeared in his eyes.
"En?" Nie Tian's face suddenly changed while he continued checking. He said with shock, "Star Origin Stone! It was even reborn together with me!"
"Master, we are in big trouble!" Right at this time, a human shadow broke in and shouted in panic.
"Ah Niu, what happened?" Looking at this guy, Nie Tian asked slowly.
Ah Niu, the servant of Nie Tian, was also the only one who considered Nie Tian as the master of the clan.
"Master, people from Ba...the Ba Clan came to force a marriage!" Breathing heavily, Ah Niu said hurriedly.
"The Ba Clan!" Nie Tian slightly frowned. His face suddenly turned grim while he remembered it was Ba Ziyang, Ba's young master that seriously hurt him.
Same as the Nie Clan, the Ba Clan was also one of the three biggest clans in Moyang City.
However, ever since Nie Tian's father died three years ago, the reputation of the Nie Clan was worse day after day. Up to now, the great mansion was on the verge of collapse.
Because of this, Ba Ziyang, Ba's young master dared to have beaten Nie Tian to coma even he was the master of the Nie's.
"Ah Niu, don't worry. What's the matter of the forced marriage?" Nie Tian was not in a panic but gave a pondering smile.
Ah Niu was stupefied for a while and looked at Nie Tian with a confusing expression.
Was he the real master? Why was he so calm?
Ah Niu felt Nie Tian had changed. Nie Tian was different now but he couldn't say where the difference was.
"Say it quickly." While seeing Ah Niu was in a daze, Nie Tian urged him.
"Ah! Yes!" Ah Niu suddenly reacted and said, "Along with Ba's eldest young master and third young master, Ba's butler come to propose a marriage, and they propose to the ninth Miss who is the most talented."
"Ninth sister!" A delicate and lovely face appeared in Nie Tian's brain.
As a big family, the Nie Clan had a great population. People of the same generation were sequenced by age.
Ninth sister was the ninth oldest girl in Nie's young generation.
"Ninth sister should be called Nie Yurongu." Nie Tian remembered it was three years ago that he last saw Ninth sister. She was a six-year-old girl at that time.
So now she should be nine-year-old.
"Nine-year-old?" Nie Tian shouted surprisingly.
Who would propose marriage to a nine-year-old girl?
"Who does the Ba Clan propose marriage for?" Nie Tian's face fell and a slight of vicious light could be seen in his eyes.
People of the Ba Clan were crazy to propose marriage to a nine-year-old girl.
They firstly hurt Nie Tian, and then they came to force a marriage. How aggressive they were.
"Ba's third young master, Ba Zixing." Ah Niu replied.
"Ba Zixing!" Nie Tian's face turned grimmer and he said in a low voice, "If I remember correctly, Ba Zixing should be a fool."
"Yes." Looking at Nie Tian, Ah Niu swallowed the saliva and nodded heavily.
Surely Nie Tian didn't remember wrong. Ba Zixing was a fool, and he was beaten fool by Nie Tian.
Nie Tian was in the limelight three years ago. In the tournament of Moyang City, Ba Zixing was not convinced and challenged Nie Tian. Then he ended up being beaten to a fool.
The Nie Clan and the Ba Clan almost fought to death because of this.
Now the Ba Clan even proposed marriage to Nie Yurou for Ba Zixing. Obviously they were bullying the Nie Clan for their weakness to avenge the shame they suffered before.
As a genius of Nie's new generation, Nie Yurou had reached Fourth Grade Nascent Meridian Realm at the age of nine. Her talent could be compared with that of Nie Tian before.
If Nie Yurou was married to Ba Zixing, the Nie Clan would definitely become a laughingstock in Moyang City. In addition, they would lose a young genius.
"No, this could never happen!" Nie Tian looked ferociously in his face and shouted in a deep voice, "Lead the way. I will go to the Conference Hall.
"You even ask toilet paper from me after shitting on my head. The Ba Clan, I will let you eat your shit back!" Nie Tian shouted furiously in his heart.
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, "Do you think you deserve it?" Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, "Marry me?"
I died on a Tuesday. It wasn't a quick death. It was slow, cold, and meticulously planned by the man who called himself my father. I was twenty years old. He needed my kidney to save my sister. The spare part for the golden child. I remember the blinding lights of the operating theater, the sterile smell of betrayal, and the phantom pain of a surgeon's scalpel carving into my flesh while my screams echoed unheard. I remember looking through the observation glass and seeing him-my father, Giovanni Vitiello, the Don of the Chicago Outfit-watching me die with the same detached expression he used when signing a death warrant. He chose her. He always chose her. And then, I woke up. Not in heaven. Not in hell. But in my own bed, a year before my scheduled execution. My body was whole, unscarred. The timeline had reset, a glitch in the cruel matrix of my existence, giving me a second chance I never asked for. This time, when my father handed me a one-way ticket to London-an exile disguised as a severance package-I didn't cry. I didn't beg. My heart, once a bleeding wound, was now a block of ice. He didn't know he was talking to a ghost. He didn't know I had already lived through his ultimate betrayal. He also didn't know that six months ago, during the city's brutal territory wars, I was the one who saved his most valuable asset. In a secret safe house, I stitched up the wounds of a blinded soldier, a man whose life hung by a thread. He never saw my face. He only knew my voice, the scent of vanilla, and the steady touch of my hands. He called me Sette. Seven. For the seven stitches I put in his shoulder. That man was Dante Moretti. The Ruthless Capo. The man my sister, Isabella, is now set to marry. She stole my story. She claimed my actions, my voice, my scent. And Dante, the man who could spot a lie from a mile away, believed the beautiful deception because he wanted it to be true. He wanted the golden girl to be his savior, not the invisible sister who was only ever good for her spare parts. So I took the ticket. In my past life, I fought them, and they silenced me on an operating table. This time, I will let them have their perfect, gilded lie. I will go to London. I will disappear. I will let Seraphina Vitiello die on that plane. But I will not be a victim. This time, I will not be the lamb led to slaughter. This time, from the shadows of my exile, I will be the one holding the match. And I will wait, with the patience of the dead, to watch their entire world burn. Because a ghost has nothing to lose, and a queen of ashes has an empire to gain.
Katherine endured mistreatment for three years as Julian's wife, sacrificing everything for love. But when his sister drugged her and sent her to a client's bed, Katherine finally snapped. She left behind divorce papers, walking away from the toxic marriage. Years later, Katherine returned as a radiant star with the world at her feet. When Julian saw her again, he couldn't ignore the uncanny resemblance between her new love and himself. He had been nothing but a stand-in for someone else. Desperate to make sense of the past, Julian pressed Katherine, asking, "Did I mean nothing to you?"
"Let's get married," Mia declares, her voice trembling despite her defiant gaze into Stefan's guarded brown eyes. She needs this, even if he seems untouchable. Stefan raises a skeptical brow. "And why would I do that?" His voice was low, like a warning, and it made her shiver even though she tried not to show it. "We both have one thing in common," Mia continues, her gaze unwavering. "Shitty fathers. They want to take what's ours and give it to who they think deserves it." A pointed pause hangs in the air. "The only difference between us is that you're an illegitimate child, and I'm not." Stefan studies her, the heiress in her designer armor, the fire in her eyes that matches the burn of his own rage. "That's your solution? A wedding band as a weapon?" He said ignoring the part where she just referred to him as an illegitimate child. "The only weapon they won't see coming." She steps closer, close enough for him to catch the scent of her perfume, gunpowder and jasmine. "Our fathers stole our birthrights. The sole reason they betrayed us. We join forces, create our own empire that'll bring down theirs." A beat of silence. Then, Stefan's mouth curves into something sharp. "One condition," he murmurs, closing the distance. "No divorces. No surrenders. If we're doing this, it's for life" "Deal" Mia said without missing a beat. Her father wants to destroy her life. She wouldn't give him the pleasure, she would destroy her life as she seems fit. ................ Two shattered heirs. One deadly vow. A marriage built on revenge. Mia Meyers was born to rule her father's empire (so she thought), until he named his bastard son heir instead. Stefan Sterling knows the sting of betrayal too. His father discarded him like trash. Now the rivals' disgraced children have a poisonous proposal: Marry for vengeance. Crush their fathers' legacies. Never speak of divorce. Whoever cracks first loses everything. Can these two rivals, united by their vengeful hearts, pull off a marriage of convenience to reclaim what they believe is rightfully theirs? Or will their fathers' animosity, and their own complicated pasts tear their fragile alliance apart?
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins-a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. "It's time to reveal your true identity, darling."
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