Shan Gumu

She was the Fifth Young Miss of the revered General’s Residence, but was seen to be useless as trash. Promiscuous and flirtatious to a fault, she was finally killed by mistake under the hands of the attendants of the man she was chasing; She was a genius favoured by the Heavens but ultimately murdered by an insidious plot and all who shared her bloodline pursued and exterminated which caused her to lust for revenge to be paid in blood. The day the genius had unwittingly taken up the body of that useless trash and opened her eyes, her fate had completely changed!!!

Refining elixirs and the smelting of weapons were tough?
That did not daunt her.

Beast Tamers were rare?
She had easily gained the title of Emperor Beast Tamer!

Forced marriages!?
Men being arrogant because they are good looking?
She stretches her hand out and easily pulls devilishly handsome men to her: The Demonic King brothers would easily take their place. A devilish glance, a slight shimmer of movement, and that man would suddenly disappear the next moment. He turned back around, his devilish smile alluring: “Let’s continue with the topic, let’s have a child!”

This is another interesting story with transmigrating and very fun filled characters that will delight you.

Misty Cloud Translations

Insanely Pampered Wife: Divine Doctor 5th Young Miss

Wu Xiao Dao and Wu Qi Yao were dragged by the old man through all the hardships, all for the sake of searching for the mausoleum. The trio had no choice but to choose to go by foot.

The old man spoke very little. He saw that Wu Xiao Dao was curious about everything, and that she was bouncing around, but he didn't say anything about it. It was just that his malicious gaze did not really leave Wu Qi Yao's body.

It was clear to see that he was very anxious, but he did not rush him either.

Wu Qi Yao was currently deep in thought about the overhanging cliff in front of him.

The cliff that was so tall that it reached into the clouds, was as if it had been separated by a blade. Below that cliff was even a small pool of water.

As such, he merely stood there with his head raised up as he examined that cliff. He maintained this posture for a long time.

Not Rushing