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Adore Me Exclusively

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Ji Wushuang, once the revered Sword Sovereign, feared by both gods and demons, met an untimely death at the hands of her closest kin. Betrayed, her body was destroyed, leaving no trace behind. But fate had other plans. She was reborn, not as the powerful being she once was, but as a powerless orphan with her spiritual bones stolen, unable to cultivate. However, being a "waste" is no obstacle for Ji Wushuang. Her determination remains unbroken, and she quickly becomes the treasured disciple of the Five Great Masters. Yet, her happiness is short-lived. She soon discovers a shocking truth—her masters and fellow disciples, all of whom are heirs of the greatest fortunes, are nothing but "nourishment" for the so-called "Chosen Ones" in this world. Her First Master’s disciple, a genius in medicine and poison, is tricked and has her spiritual roots destroyed by a deceptive lover. The Second Master’s heir, a beauty with a kind heart, is lured into a trap by a demonic woman and ends up losing her life and cultivation. The Third Master’s pupil, despite reaching the peak of cultivation, remains a devoted servant to his unworthy love, only to be left with nothing. And the misfortune doesn’t stop there. Every disciple of the Five Great Masters is led to ruin, their fates sealed by betrayal, sacrifice, and death. But Ji Wushuang isn’t the type to sit back and watch. Angered and heartbroken by the fate of her loved ones, she decides to take matters into her own hands. With a powerful vengeance, she unleashes her true power, determined to save her fallen disciples and protect them from the sinister forces at play. She doesn’t care how many times she must strike her enemies or how ruthless she must be. Even if it costs her life, she will make sure the guilty pay. In a world where destinies are manipulated and heroes fall, Ji Wushuang rises again. She rekindles her masters’ and disciples' broken spirits, helping them all transcend their pasts. Reborn with unmatched power, they become ruthless warriors, each more formidable than before. Ji Wushuang, the once powerless "waste" disciple, is now the most coveted treasure in the world—no longer the "forgotten" one, but the greatest legend of all. This is the tale of revenge, rebirth, and the unbreakable bonds of loyalty. In the end, even the heavens will tremble at the rise of Ji Wushuang, the immortal sword master who defied fate itself.
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My mind reeled as the realization dawned on me that the man I had casually bumped into was none other than Christopher Hemsworth. A wave of panic surged through me. What if he was annoyed that I had bumped into him? My heart raced at the thought, a mixture of fear and anxiety knotting my stomach. I replayed our brief encounter in my mind, worrying about the impression I might have made. As I tried to compose myself, I suddenly noticed his gaze shifting across the room. My breath caught in my throat as I realized he wasn't just looking in my direction; he was looking directly at me. My heart pounded in my chest, every beat echoing in my ears. His hazel eyes, so captivating up close, now seemed to pierce through the distance between us, locking onto mine with an intensity that made my pulse quicken. For a moment, everything else faded away-the bustling crowd, the applause, even the sound of my own thoughts. It was as if the world had narrowed down to just the two of us, connected by an invisible thread. His expression was unreadable, a mixture of curiosity and something else I couldn't quite place. I felt a flush rise to my cheeks, a mix of embarrassment and an inexplicable thrill. I stood there, rooted to the spot, my mind a whirlwind of emotions. The admiration I had felt earlier was now tinged with awe and a touch of disbelief. How could someone so extraordinary take notice of me? The sheer magnetism of his presence made it hard to look away, and yet I was painfully aware of every second that passed under his scrutiny. As he continued to look at me, I couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking. Was he recalling our encounter with amusement, or was he as surprised as I was by this unexpected turn of events? The uncertainty gnawed at me, but beneath it all, a small spark of excitement flickered, kindling a hope I dared not fully acknowledge.
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