jmjackie

In a world where devil Lycans were hunted down like beasts... 
The devil Lycan Zhan Sheng of the Burning Fire Sect burned with an all-consuming desire for vengeance against the Heavenly Orchard sect, who murdered his mate in cold blood. He lived and breathed for the sole purpose of hunting down the omega General Zi Yin, the one who took everything from him and make him pay for his heinous crime. 
Zi Yin's beauty was rumored to be as striking as a crane taking flight, with his lithe figure, long, graceful limbs, and a serene face as tranquil as a placid lake at dawn. 
Zhan Sheng vowed to smash his face to pieces.
His relentless pursuit took him on a perilous journey through the treacherous cultivation world, where he faced constant danger and betrayal. With his sharp senses and lightning-fast reflexes, he navigated through the challenges, determined to reach his target. 
As he edged closer to Zi Yin, Zhan Sheng uncovered the convoluted truth behind his mate's death, revealing the intricate web of deception that shrouded the incident.
But nothing could deter Zhan Sheng's desire for retribution, not even an omega whose gaze shone like the stars.
Transmigration. Cultivation. Rebirth. Multiple universes. Intersex omegas. 

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"But Su Hu, my left arm is still broken! I can't hold both." Ren Ling tilted his head. Ever since the other had returned, a spark of unbridled glee fluttered through his heart, making a ruckus and stirring up all the mischief Su Hu seemed to naturally coax out of him. His father once said that boys often tease those that they like after all.

Shaking the thought off, Ren Ling curled his fingers around Su Hu's hand holding the chopsticks.

"How about Su Hu grants me a bit more rest and feeds me instead?"

And as if it were the most natural thing for him to indulge Ren Ling's whims, Su Hu gathered up some rice from the bowl and held it in front of his mouth.

Ren Ling was left sputtering, composure slipping and face betraying him with a startled expression. Perplexed, he stared down at the rice in front of him, glancing up through his eyelashes as he bowed his head to eat.

The Devil's Peace