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

Huang Xiaolong realized completely upon seeing the Immortal Emperor Drunken Wind summon the Myriad Worlds Map—he was an undercover agent from the Divine Race. Unlike the ancient desolation, what the Divine Race had left for the ancient desolation was power. As for what they left for the Immortal Emperor Drunken Wind, it was such a space!


Just as the Immortal Emperor Drunken Wind had said, within this space, there surely were many treasures!


Indeed, the treasures of the Divine Race far surpassed those of the Emperor of Heaven Slayer's hoard. The two couldn't even be compared.


On this matter, the Immortal Emperor Drunken Wind wasn't deliberately belittling the Emperor of Heaven Slayer; he was telling the truth.


Even the Immortal Emperor Drunken Wind, himself present, was stunned into a speechless stupor.


Chapter 1442: Grasping the Main Body