Urban Grand Heavenly Immortal

A two-meter circular bed was draped in a white cotton sheet, stained with several crimson lines. The glaring light made the room seem a bit garish.

A man and two women were lying on the bed. The man was about eighteen years old with shiny black hair, slanted sharp eyebrows, bright penetrating black eyes, a chiseled face, exuding a hint of aloofness and purity.

Mo Huasong slowly opened his eyes, his mind a bit confused. He wasn't used to the scene in front of him.

What unsettled him more was the beauty on his left; her backside alone was enough to make his throat heat up.

What had happened? Why was he naked? She was naked too? And the crimson stains on the sheet, even a fool could imagine what they had just done.

Suddenly, Mo Huasong's gaze became sharp, and his expression changed drastically.

Because, startlingly, there was another beauty on his right side, also completely undressed. Her petite, pinkish nose, rosy lips, white jade-like body still retained a hint of immaturity, her stunning face as exquisite as a heavenly immortal's, seemed somewhat familiar to Mo Huasong.

What surprised Mo Huasong was the presence of crimson stains on the white sheet to his right as well.

Did I just pull off a double coup?

Mo Huasong's head throbbed painfully. Suddenly, his eyes turned icy cold, filled with murderous intent.

He had been drugged by someone else, or else he wouldn't have done that to these two women.

Am I reborn? Mo Huasong sighed inwardly.

In his previous life, he was an all-round refining master of the Lan Yun System, venerated and worshipped by billions of immortals. Even an Immortal King might not get a low-grade magical treasure made by him despite kneeling in front of his door for three days and three nights, hence he was called the Supreme Heavenly Immortal.

He was always engrossed in crafting artifacts, not especially focused on his own cultivation. As a result, when he was crafting the Artifact Yin Yang Myriad Realms Halberd, the newly formed Supreme Divine Weapon unexpectedly attracted the Endless Heavenly Disaster.

The city he was in got obliterated by thunder and lightning. He thought he was done for, but unexpectedly, he was reborn back to the age of eighteen on Earth.

"Ah!" a scream came from his left.

She had come to the Ruihua Hotel last night to discuss business with someone else. After dinner, she felt a pain in the back of her head and blacked out.

Mu Fanxuan's scream woke up Xiao Jie on the right.

Upon seeing the scene, Xiao Jie felt a pang of helplessness. She forcefully pushed off Mo Huasong's big hand clutching her body, and hurriedly began to look for her clothes.

But just as Xiao Jie sat up, a wave of pain washed over her, making her cry out: "Ouch."

Mo Huasong woke up suddenly at the cries of the two women.

All his post-rebirth memories poured into Mo Huasong's mind.

Seeing Xiao Jie's face, Mo Huasong's face changed: "It's really you."

Xiao Jie, nineteen, looking like a heavenly beauty, had a reputation in the national music scene as the pure and innocent woman, adored by numerous fans.

Back then, it was his university classmate, Yu Dazhi, who had invited him out for dinner and drinks under the pretext of discussing something. He got drunk and blacked out.

When he woke up, he found that he had assaulted Xiao Jie and Mu Fanxuan. Then, a group of reporters stormed into his hotel room, first taking their pictures, then demonizing him on media and online.

Next, Mu Fanxuan's fiancé, the young master of the Ma family, tied him up, vowing to kill him.

The behind-the-scenes villain wanted to use Xiao Jie because she was popular. The news of her assault would surely outrage her fans online, leading to serious repercussions.

At that time, no one was willing to help him, the discarded son of the Mo family of Capital City. If it wasn't for his mother, Wu Yuzhen, kneeling in front of the Wu family's door in Capital City, the Wu family wouldn't have interceded to save him.

But after that incident, those people severed all ties with him and abandoned him, leading to years of exile and downfall.

Luckily, Mo Huasong accidentally obtained celestial fate and ascended to immortality, becoming the Supreme Heavenly Immortal of the Lan Yun System.

Humph, since I have been reborn, I will find out the truth behind this incident and ruin you behind-the-scenes villains. Mo Huasong secretly vowed in his heart.

Besides, I will no longer let my mother suffer, nor let those Capital City families insult her.

Mo Huasong turned his head to look, indeed, the woman dressing up was Mu Fanxuan, who became the chairwoman of the Mu Group at the age of twenty-three.

It seems that the situation after rebirth is unfolding according to the old script.

Mu Fanxuan stood up, her crescent-like eyebrows and brilliant eyes conveying a blend of beauty and last night's pain.

After getting dressed, she took out her phone and coldly stared at Mo Huasong: "You have ruined my innocence, and I will make sure you have no place to be buried."

"President Mu, actually, you should stop calling. He won't escape, someone will be up here soon," Xiao Jie sobbed as she dressed up.

"You, you know me?" Mu Fanxuan was taken aback.

The incident just now scared her to death. This damned man had called another woman to play along too.

Playing with two, this man deserved to die.

When Mu Fanxuan saw Xiao Jie's face, she couldn't help but scream, "Xiao Jie, is it you?"

"It's me, President Mu. I also didn't expect it to be you," Xiao Jie thought about the surprising turn of events.

To save her father imprisoned, she had to agree to a man's request to put on a show and frame a boy named Mo Huasong.

After drinking the drugged glass of wine, her father would be okay. After she accuses Mo Huasong's wrongdoings to the journalists, they will give her a large sum of money to allow her to comfortably live the rest of her life abroad.

Well, it's all fate. Xiao Jie glanced at Mo Huasong and Mu Fanxuan.

No wonder that man said that Mo Huasong would not live long. He forced himself on Mu Fanxuan, and Mu Fanxuan's fiance, Ma Jun, will definitely not let him go. He would surely kill him.

"Xiao Jie, what do you mean by this?" Mu Fanxuan asked in surprise.

Mo Huasong smirked at Mu Fanxuan, "Mu Fanxuan, I really don't know how you run Mu Group. You really are all boobs and no brains. We weren't together last night, how can we be in the same bed now? There must be a problem."

In Mo Huasong's memory, this Mu Fanxuan was about to marry Ma Jun soon. No wonder Ma Jun wanted to kill him.

Yu Dazhi, you're really cruel. You set such a trap for me?

No, Yu Dazhi's family only does small business. How could they have the capability to capture Mu Fanxuan?

You need to know that a rich CEO like Mu Fanxuan should have at least two badass bodyguards around her, right?

Who is manipulating Yu Dazhi then? Mo Huasong got dressed and was ready to take revenge.

Revenge should be executed immediately, it can't wait until the next day.

"You, you are calling me dumb?" Mu Fanxuan glared angrily at Mo Huasong.

This despised man, not only did he force himself on her, but also insulted her like this?

If Mu Fanxuan had a kitchen knife in her hand, she would have chopped him into a thousand pieces immediately.

"Is it not the case? Xiao Jie just said that someone is coming up soon." Mo Huasong looked coldly at Xiao Jie, "Xiao Jie, speak all you know. You did bet a lot, you even gambled with your own body."

Mo Huasong had once thought Xiao Jie was a victim, turns out she was an accomplice.

In his past life, Mu Fanxuan did not marry Ma Jun and the Mu Group was swallowed up by the Ma family. The Mu family fell, and Mu Fanxuan was kidnapped by a gang but she chose to die rather than give in, committing suicide by jumping off the building.

Xiao Jie retired from the music field, and life was reportedly very tough.

Xiao Jie's face flushed, "I, I don't know what you are talking about?"

"Don't know?" Mo Huasong mocked, and cast a small Immortal Law Peeping Skill. He saw in the hotel's lobby on the first floor, journalists holding their equipment, preparing to come up.

There are also some sneaky men outside the hotel.

Mo Huasong was considering whether to use the Soul Searching Technique on Xiao Jie. However, he just came back to life, still weak. If not careful, after searching the information in Xiao Jie's brain, she might sustain brain damage.

Having just slept with her, it seems inappropriate to turn her into a brain-damaged person immediately.

"Xiao Jie, be honest, or else, I won't let you go." Mu Fanxuan threatened, her dominant CEO aura frightening Xiao Jie.

Xiao Jie was not afraid of this poor university student, but she was afraid of Mu Fanxuan.

Even though she was a big name in the music world, to someone like Mu Fanxuan who is really wealthy, squashing her would not be a big deal.

Even if she emigrated abroad, her family in Haijiang City can't escape.

"President Mu, I don't know much, only the parts I was involved in." Xiao Jie helplessly shared her account of the events.

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