The Elite Assassin Becomes a Flat and Ugly Nerd! - Chapter 931 - : Good Performance

It began with an accident, or maybe a miracle is a better term. Three souls dying by different strokes. One died in glory and blood; One died, betrayed but glad it was over; One died poor and alone. Then on the child’s fifth birthday, the three sleeping souls awakened. Three souls, one body, two desires, and containing all the powers each had in their last life. Were they destined for greatness? No. But when the past comes to haunt them, their home taken away, they have to make a decision… May it be as simple as a majority vote.“Let’s squash them!”“...can we just run away?“Were you never taught to aim for the eyes?”

| Both are clean | Strong | Mutual love |

Oh no! The phoenix lady living above everyone in the Celestial Empire drank herself to death!

Her spirit attached itself to a good-for-nothing young miss living in the modern era?

Both of them clearly bear the same name and are with a similar appearance but their identities and status are millions of miles away from each other.

Can someone please explain, this young lady obviously have great prestige and figure, so how can she live the life of a good-for-nothing?

When memories coincide, friends deceive, families abandon, scumbags entrap, she finally ceased to exist.

Lu Nan almost went mad with anger!

Friends?! I will help you wash your eyes properly so you’ll know conducting yourself with integrity is key.

Family?! I want you and your insides to be grounded to dust, never to be free.

Scum?! I want you to be beaten within every inch of your life, till you cannot perform the most basic human action.

To cheat, disgrace and to plot against me, expect more than a tenfold payment.

By the way—

Who is this sly fox? Quickly roll away from this old lady’s presence!

- Description from Novelupdates

An Imperial Scholar by day. An assassin by night.The World of Cultivation has changed.Elemental Mancers. Flux Mancers. Spirit Mancers. Soul Mancers.Raining down fire and splitting oceans. Destroying mountains with a single stomp and calming skies with a glance. Controlling the tides of Karma, while wielding the souls of others like a puppeteer tugging on the Lines of Fate.The most mysterious of them all were Spirit Mancers, a truth that Theron was more than intimately familiar with. Due to one's Tribulation, his life was turned upside down. His family, his rage, his somber sadness becoming nothing more than Bad Karma's fuel for a madman.He was once a gentle young man, a non-combative Water Mancer who wanted nothing more than to read his novels to the sound of the rain and one day become an Imperial Scholar.But now...Everything had changed.He donned a cloak in the silent night as the clouds above gathered. Pulling its hood over his chilling blue eyes, he stalked off into the darkness.The first droplets fell.He would become the nightmare of his enemies, the blade hidden in the shadows of Heaven's tears.The River of the Night.

“….Krische-sama, are you not afraid of killing people?”

“……? No. After all, it doesn’t hurt Krische.”

Although gifted with the talent to do anything with ease, the girl lacked empathy.

In her world, there is only loss and profit. No goodwill, no love.

Inhumanly recognizing cold, mathematical logic as everything, she looks at everything in the world through calculating lens.

Return given profit with profit, loss with loss.

The girl was undoubtedly pure, yet undeniably abnormal—

Her favorite things are cooking, food, and being pampered.

Her specialty is mu*der.

—- This is the story of a slightly unhinged girl being surrounded by kind and loving people, and her journey to find happiness.