The most cherished daughter of the Farleys was reduced to a human vessel! Best friend set her up. Boyfriend raped her. Mother died, spiritual power robbed.... She died with her eyes open! Fortunately, she's born. But, wait! Why was she in a blood a coffin and why was she reborn into a fool? Most importantly, who was this drop-dead gorgeous zombie on her? Holy shit.... This zombie's alive? She was furious! How dare this zombie hit on her? A fool? A loser? All the bullying, humiliation, taking her identity. This life, she's gonna make everyone pay for what they did!
Celestial Continent!
It hurt!
Dozy, Jasmine Farley opened her eyes. She was in piercing pain, as if her whole body had been crushed. She even felt like her heart was about to stop beating.
She stared blankly at the ceiling of the bamboo tent, a little dumbfounded at the familiar surroundings. She remembered herself having her coming-of-age ceremony in the Farley Clan. How come did she wound up at the Beast Mountain?
She then remembered with a befuddled mind that during the ceremony, a group of killers from the Nether had broken in. In an emergency, she had taken a fatal sword strike for her best friend, Laney Farley. And her life had been at stake!
"Jasmine, you're awake?"
A bright voice reached her ears. The next second, Jasmine was pressed hard down by Parker, who then planted a series of kisses on her neck.
She found something cold had slipped into her mouth before noting the fragrance of the medicinal pill. She blanked as her lips were covered by his.
When she realized what was in her mouth, she was so shocked that she broke out in a cold sweat!
The man was Parker Dulles, the only man Jasmine wished to marry. Jasmine and Parker being both lovers and confidants were the envy of countless young men and women!
"No.... Don't...."
Jasmine tried to sit up but was surprised to realize that she was unable to move at all. A pang of fear attacked her. What had happened?
"Parker, let go of me...!"
Her voice was shaking, and her eyes flickered with terror. Tears trickled down her cheeks.
She should have been engaged to Parker after the ceremony, so why was he doing this now?
Her luxurious brocade clothes were stripped off one by one until her fair skin was exposed. Humiliation was all she could feel. Why would he take her virginity?
The gentle and loving Parker was gone, replaced by this strange, terrifying man.
"Don't...!"
Her body was pierced through. Jasmine's despaired voice echoed across the sky!
Finally she passed out from great pain...
Jasmine had never expected such a dishonor would happen to her. Never had she known that she would become someone else's Vessel one day!
What a joke...
Jasmine was awakened by icy water. She opened her eyes feebly and felt her spiritual power draining rapidly.
Her dantian had been sucked dry. She felt as if a knife had been twisted there.
Her cultivation base had all gone. From the moment she swallowed that pill, she had thought of the result...
Even though all her cultivation base vanished, she could still slowly cultivate herself, and she could move on!
But now, with her dantian ruined, she was no different from a cripple!
That bastard Parker had treated her as a Vessel for cultivation, stripped all of her power, and even crushed her dantian!
Jasmine was in infinite sorrow and despair!
Was there hate in her mind?
There was.
But should she hate herself for being a fool or hate him for being ruthless?
And now the culprit was nowhere to be seen.
Jasmine looked at the woman in front of her with surprise. 'Laney? Didn't she get hurt? Why is she here?'
She endured the sharp pain and tightly clutched the quilt with her slender fingers, covering her naked body like she was hiding all the humiliation!
She didn't want Laney to see her in such a sorry state, but out of her expectation, Laney's words followed were like thunder burst in her ears!
Laney clicked her tongue. "Jasmine, it doesn't feel good to be a cripple, does it?"
Looking at Jasmine being like this, Laney was exhilarated!
She bent down and approached Jasmine with a dazzling grin on her face. She lowered her voice and slowly said, "All of this is a gift for your birthday... Do you like it? How does it feel to be a Vessel?"
Vessel?
Jasmine was shocked, as if she had been struck by lightning and her soul had been sucked away. So....
"...."
Jasmine let out bitter laughter. Enraged, she was about to jump out of the bed, only to find her body so weak and sore that she fell heavily on the bed. But the physical pain was far less than the anguish she was suffering!
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.