The Legendary Princess is Wicked

The Legendary Princess is Wicked

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Ancient armaments, pills and talismans sought after. Spells and seals carry out. Colossal trampled beneath the mightier. Savage and blood-thirsty beasts shelters deep inside forbidden areas where either fools and tenacious cultivator embarked upon. This is the Mortal Realm, reigned by the unchanging rule 弱肉强食 (ruò ròu qiáng shí) whereas the weak are prey to the strong. A place never recorded in today-history found on fiction, devoid of reality believed as to never exist. A place unexpectedly tumbled by the most wanted convict person ever on Earth-- "Hail to the princess! Heavens have eyes to let your highness awaken!"
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Who poisons a boy everyone's already given up on? Lin Rui used to be a private investigator in Los Angeles. Used to be alive, too. His lover fixed that with a bullet in a parking garage. Now he's eighteen years old in a body that isn't his, in a world where people trade punches with thunderbolts, and the clan he belongs to can't be bothered to notice he survived. Nobody expects the corpse to start asking questions. The poison was precise. Targeted. The kind of job you pay real money for, except nobody pays real money to kill a talentless kid on the edge of nowhere. Which means the boy mattered. Which means Lin Rui, wearing the boy's face, inherits whatever made him worth killing. His father's disappearance. A buried cultivation art. A clan elder who flinches at the wrong questions. A rot spreading under the town that the elders won't name. Lin Rui starts pulling threads. The threads pull back. Then a stranger shows up with the exact face of the man who put him in the ground, ten thousand miles and one lifetime ago. Xianxia noir. Transmigration, progression, alchemy, clan politics, and slow-burn danmei (M/M) romance.

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