Ugly up to the Depths of My Soul

“You are going to be my first wife!” Huang Xiaolong explained to Song Yuru, moments after they had met on the train. "You quack!" A man to the side harrumphed, neither he nor Song Yuru were amused by the statement. Little did they know that this hillbilly from the mountains had a few tricks up his sleeves and a handsome face to make up for his awful sense of fashion. With three missions in mind- earn lots of money, get a wife (or a dozen), and get a university degree, Huang Xiaolong was about to take Coast City by storm!

The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

At this moment, the earth was filled with sky-shattering cries.


The trapped Profound Immortals were all at the end of their strength, while the various malevolent formations Huang Xiaolong had arranged operated with increasing mastery. Zehui's Wanlong Lianjie Secret Technique was also handled with ease.


One after another, the Profound Immortals perished, their bodies exploding open, their essence nurturing the earth's spatial barrier, making the earth ever stronger.


"No, I don't want to die~~~ From my youth, I possessed extraordinary talent; my resilience was steadfast, my mind as stable as a rock. In the Immortal Realm, I was a figure like a towering hawk, a local lord, a future Immortal Emperor was certain for me, yet today I perish on Earth, it's suffocating, so suffocating~~ No! My heart is filled with unwillingness~~ Ah!!!!!!"


Chapter 1292: Six Places