Ting Lan Listening to the Rain

The Duke's family has gone a century with no daughters. When a daughter was finally born to them, she should have received all the love and pampering, but it turns out that the real daughter had been swapped at birth and taken in by a family of kind-hearted hunters. Ever since they adopted the girl, the hunters seemed to get lucky in everything—game seemed to run into the traps and nets they set, and they would find rare herbs wherever they went. Ten tears later, the Duke's family finally realized the truth that their daughter had been swapped and journeyed over a thousand miles to bring her home. After she returned to her real family, the daughter was undoubtedly spoiled rotten by every member of her family...
After she grew up, Lin Qingluo excelled in martial arts and rose to the peak of the martial world. Joining the battlefield with her brothers and father, she crushed their enemies and became known as a Goddess of War, gaining countless admirers.
Lord of Heavenly Secret Pavilion: Your reputation precedes you, milady—none compares to you, just as the rumors say. 
Chief of the Potion Valley: Your skills with medicine are extraordinary, and I defer to your expertise. I pledge my loyalty in exchange for your tutelage to practice medicine and help people. 
The First Prince of Qi Nation: Thank you for rescuing me. I owe you a life debt. Lin Qingluo: A clingy prince has stolen my heart, and he is all I can think about. There is no other person on my mind.



Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

A sharp sword light, twinkling with an incomparably dazzling brilliance, traced a perfect arc in mid-air, splitting the gigantic hammer that came head-on into two halves.


The giant eagle agilely flew sideways in the air, successfully avoiding the broken half of the hammer before proudly letting out a long cry.


The astonished gasps from the audience in front of the martial arts arena, all of them looked up at the sky, exhaling a turbid breath, and patted their chests to calm their startled hearts.


The five young men riding their horses also wore elated expressions.


"Hmph! If you're so capable, try taking another hammer."


Alta's first attack had failed, and his anger surged. He gripped the remaining gigantic hammer with both hands and spun twice on the arena stage before furiously throwing it once more at the giant eagle.


The gigantic hammer whistled as it flew, even faster and stronger than before.


Chapter 664: Falling Petals Divine Sword, Splitting the Stage with One Sword_1