Xiao Qiye

Hunted for the Alchemical Book in her hand - Mu Ruyue wakes up in the body of a wastrel in Shenwu Continent - a martial arts dominated world. 
Her fiancé has jilted her in favor of her foster sister. 
Her father condones her abuse. 
Her younger sister wishes she was never born. 
And the whole country ridicules and insults her for being a first-rate wastrel.
Wastrel? Not at all. With the Alchemical Book in her hand, what pills and elixirs can't she refine?
Jilted? She'd rather marry the pure and innocent Ghost King, Ye Wuchen.
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Mu Ruyue: Stop calling me Sister!
Ye Wuchen: Can I call you Wife then?
Mu Ruyue: Not that either!
Ye Wuchen: (about to cry)
Mu Ruyue: (sighs) Suit yourself.
Ye Wuchen then leans forward and kisses the corners of her lips.
Mu Ruyue: …Did a child just steal her first kiss?
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Brother 1: Let her go!
Brother 2: She is my mother, why should I let go of her!
Brother 1: Don't ever think of robbing my mother!
Mu Ruyue: Let me introduce you, Jing'er, this is your younger brother. Huang'er, this is your elder brother. 
Huang'er: Mother, this stupid boy bullied me. He's not my brother.
Jing'er: Little guy, from now on, you must listen to me. 
Ye Wuchen: (How exactly do these two regard him? They dare fight over his wife in front of him...)

My Foolish Husband Turned Out to Have a Hidden Identity Too

Ye Wuchen had wanted to find a place to release the power within him, but at that moment, he caught a glimpse of a group of people walking toward him, his devilishly charming face suddenly changing.


Leading the way was the grey-robed elder, Ye Qiu, who was at odds with Wu Yu. By his side was a rather handsome man in his twenties, carrying a hint of arrogance in his brow, seemingly paying no mind to Ye Wuchen guarding the door...


Several young men and women, dressed in the attire of Medicine Sect disciples, were following behind them, occasionally flattering their superiors. Ye Qiu and the man seemed pleased, always wearing a smile on their faces.


"Master, I don't think that with my strength, I need to discuss alchemy with a mid-level Human-class Alchemy Master," the man curled the corners of his lips, sneering with laughter.


His gaze swept over the dilapidated straw hut, his face wearing a mocking smile.


Chapter 233 Earth-grade Peak Alchemy Master (Part 2)