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

Two divine swords, one long and one short, descended from the sky with their points aimed downward. They floated above the crowd, silencing their malicious clamour.


"Li Mingyuan, come out and meet your death!"


A young girl in a green robe arrived, sword at hand. Her contemptuous tone pierced the air.


"Dares to challenge our Senior Brother?"


The disciples of the Rainbow Sect, as if someone had stepped on their throats, sprang up from the ground, shouting at the top of their lungs.


Lin Qingluo's gaze was cold and icy, "I am Lin Qingluo, a disciple from the Kunlun Sect, challenging Li Mingyuan, the eleventh-ranked on the Hidden Dragon Ranking." 


"Obscure person, you're not worthy to challenge Brother Li."


A Rainbow Sect's disciple dug out a wad of earwax, playing the part of the ultimate disdain. He flicked his fingers, flinging his earwax away.


Chapter One Thousand Two Hundred and Fifty-One: The Eleventh Position, which was strikingly labeled as Kunlun Sect, Lin Qingluo_1