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

Mu Fan snapped out of his daze, looking at the proud little sprite, sincerely said, "You've taught me a lot, thank you."


"Hmm, consider it for the sake of you having the Heavenly Eye."


The Evilbane Sword Spirit rubbed his nose, and casually glanced at him: "I might consider, condescending myself, to form a soul pact with you."


Mu Fan took a breath, his eyes hinting at the surprise.


The Evilbane Sword Spirit crossed his arms, nose turned upward in arrogance: "But I've taught you so much, you still need to call me Master. I must be one generation higher than you and you can't just call me by my name."


Mu Fan was overjoyed, without the slightest hesitation, he clasped his hands together, and respectfully bowed down.


A triumphant smile flashed across the eyes of the Evilbane Sword Spirit. He chuckled to himself in secret. 


Chapter 1377: Three days later, Capital City_1