Mo Qianyi

She is a cultivator from another world. She is proficient in refining artifacts, improving elixirs, talisman arrays, medical skills, and even fortune-telling. Due to several unexpected tribulations, her reputation was tarnished and she became the second daughter of the Lu family who harbored ill intentions toward her future brother-in-law. 
What? She had just been reborn, and she was going to marry a ferocious man who was known as the living Lord of Hell and the second young master of the Mu family whose legs were disabled?! Fine! Since that man was so magnificent and fit her taste, she would marry him anyway! But what happened to his legs being inconvenient? Who was the man who would pounce on her from time to time at night and pamper her until she felt sore all over?! Who was the one that first spread the rumors? Would they dare to come forward? They would most likely be crippled if they did not kill him! 
[In the modern world, the male and the female are both strong. From evil torturing to extensive face slapping, this story is filled with endless thrills. There are mythical dimensions, cute babies and even (not scary) supernatural occurrences. Both leads are immaculate and pure while the male lead is addicted to doting on his wife!

Henyee Translations

My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Henyee

Master Dedao was quite famous in the capital, or the Lu family wouldn't look for him.

As Master Dedao's apprentice, the young Taoist priest was quite respected as well. And now, the driver criticized him in front of the others without holding back. Everyone could imagine how bad he must be looking.

The young Taoist priest wanted to say something even more unpleasant, but when he saw the driver clench his fists with a vicious look on his face, he dared not to continue.

However, he couldn't swallow his anger, which made his face flush.

On the side, Lu Wanyuan's eyes glittered slightly and she suddenly made a suggestion, "Since both parties have a different opinion, why don't we have a battle?"

"Whoever wins the battle in the end will be considered the real master. Master Dedao, what do you think?"

Lu Wanyuan smiled and looked at Master Dedao to ask for his opinion, ignoring the other party, Lu Zijia.

Fortune-Telling Battle?