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

"God damn it! What a sin! They even dare to touch someone else's ancestral tomb. They must be struck by lightning and die a horrible death!"

Old Lady Han couldn't help but scream again. Her old eyes were red. Apparently, she was truly enraged to the extreme.

"Mom." Yao Shuyi held the baby as she tried to comfort her mother-in-law.

However, Old Lady Han ignored her completely and directly begged Lu Zijia, "Master, Master, you must help our family. Master, please, please, please save our family!

"Our family has always been well-behaved and we've never done anything immoral or wrong to anyone. How did this happen? Master, please, I beg you. You must help us!"

Old Lady Han said in tears and wanted to kneel down, but Lu Zijia waved her hand and stopped her.

Feeling that her knees were being pushed up by a force, Old Lady Han widened her old eyes and the sorrow on her face gradually turned into shock and excitement.

Digging the Tomb and Opening the Casket