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

The pain from Alta's torn right leg aggravated his fury, as he wielded the gigantic hammer wildly, smashing down on three people.


Shitou was quick to react and retreated speedily after releasing his attack, keeping himself at a safe distance.


Lin Jinlong and Lin Jinpeng were unable to dodge in time, both of their swords were sent flying, and their bodies were thrown over by the mighty force.


Within a split second, a gentle spiritual power surged over quickly, carrying the two people and tossing them dozens of meters away.


They landed light as a feather, unharmed after being thrown such a great distance.


Feng Yi stood on the sand dune, his bowstring pulled tight as he loosed another arrow.


Alta identified the archer and became enraged. Regardless of any danger, he began to swing his gigantic hammer towards the incoming arrow.


Chapter 742: The Flute Sounds, The Sand Wall _1