Ugly up to the Depths of My Soul

“You are going to be my first wife!” Huang Xiaolong explained to Song Yuru, moments after they had met on the train. "You quack!" A man to the side harrumphed, neither he nor Song Yuru were amused by the statement. Little did they know that this hillbilly from the mountains had a few tricks up his sleeves and a handsome face to make up for his awful sense of fashion. With three missions in mind- earn lots of money, get a wife (or a dozen), and get a university degree, Huang Xiaolong was about to take Coast City by storm!

The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

The Treasure Hunters discussed and decided that early the next morning, "Immortal Yunhua," a great benefactor in the realm of immortals, would be the one to answer Mr. Wuxin's questions.


Then, they chose empty, glaze-tiled cottages on the mountain peak and settled in.


When Huang Xiaolong and the others stepped out from the glaze-tiled cottages, Mr. Wuxin was already seated by the glaze table, staring blankly at the majestic sunrise.


He had no heart, sitting quietly, merging with the whole world, giving off an unfathomable and deep impression. One could hardly sense his vitality.


"Good morning, esteemed Treasure Hunters," Mr. Wuxin turned his head, his face unfolding into his signature refined smile. "I wonder, did you all sleep well last night?"


"There's no need for pretense," the Sword Immortal Emperor said coldly. "Let's start today's questioning."


Chapter 1337: Let me answer your question!