Heaven Official's Blessing (Trad FR Fin Arc 3, Arc 4 + extras)
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  • Reads 17,742
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  • Parts 64
Ongoing, First published Aug 28, 2023
Mature
Huit cents ans auparavant, Xie Lian était le noble et gracieux Prince Héritier de Xianle, le Préféré des Cieux. Mais qui aurait pu s'imaginer que l'ancien Dieu Martial, qui était monté au Ciel après son éveil spirituel, vénéré par des millions, tomberait si brutalement, déshonoré, touchant le fond.

Huit cents ans plus tard, Xie Lian monta à nouveau au Ciel avec tumulte. Cette fois-ci, il n'avait ni fidèles ni mérites. Un jour, en chemin pour ramasser de la ferraille, il rencontra un jeune homme. Ce jeune homme était en réalité ce Roi des Fantômes aux multiples facettes, dont tout le monde parle dans les Trois Mondes - Hua Cheng.


C'est une traduction faite par mes soins avec la précieuse aide d'une adorable personne (vous saurez pas qui) et une partie de la correction faite par ma chère Koddy et ma petite maman. (Annnhhh ! On se moque pas, je vous vois !)

Si vous avez des remaques ou si vous voyez une quelconque erreur, on compte sur vous !

Nous traduisons seulement l'arc 4 et 5 (+ extras) mais si vous souhaitez le début je vous conseil de visiter ce site incroyable !! Sinon, ils sont disponibles sur mon compte. (✧ω✧) 

(https://teamheavenlydanmei.wordpress.com/traduction-heaven-officials-blessing/)
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