Skin White As Snow

“That’s a jinx and must be rid of. It’s that or you and your family get out of here.” 
Su Xiaolu was transmigrated into this world as a newborn, and the instant she opened her eyes, she was deemed a burden and a jinx by a venomous grandmother-in-law. 
Her father, Su Sanlang, gritted his teeth and said, “Alright then, you can separate us from the family and we’ll leave.” 
For the sake of keeping her alive, they were forced to leave the main family and start a new life elsewhere. They ventured into a new profession, went hunting, and their lives gradually improved. 
Despite being called a jinx, she became the apprentice of a divine physician at the age of three, inherited his legacy, and became known to the world. She treated her brothers’ brain disease and her eldest brother became a profound martial artist while her second brother became a scholar. They all brought glory to their family. 
Now a divine physician herself and well-versed in nutritious recipes, she owned the largest restaurant in the Zhou Dynasty and earned so much money that she couldn’t possibly finish spending them in ten lives. 
Her family grew more prosperous and their horrible relatives showed up, trying to ride their coattails. 
Su Xiaolu smirked. “Close the gates and release the tiger!”

Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

"Sister, I'm not in a hurry. We can find more in the future."

Su Kuo smiled brightly at Su Xiaolu. He even rubbed his head against Su Xiaolu's palm. Now that the world had fused more completely, things like the Interface Stone would sink into all kinds of dangerous places. His sister was thinking for him, so of course he was thinking for her.

Madam Zhao and Su Sanlang could not even draw Qi. They had absorbed spiritual energy and eaten some pills. They were in good health and could live for a few more years than normal.

They were Su Xiaolu's parents. Su Xiaolu could not let them go. People who cultivated had such a long lifespan. Their cultivation path in the future was very long, so they would naturally have more fortuitous encounters to discover. After cutting off the secular world, such ordinary days would not happen again.

The Thirty-first Year