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 wind has stopped, and the sun has come out. This ordeal is finally over."


Wang Zehao and Zhu Ziwen approached with their Sword Control, looking at Qing Yuan with awe.


Yu Ming's emotions were complicated. The superiority of being a Golden Core Stage expert vanished the moment the flute sound began.


Qing Yuan remained calm and gave orders, "Everyone take turns resting on the back of the eagle and continue on our journey. We must reach the island before nightfall."


No one objected, even Yu Ming. They all agreed in unison.


The Black-Scaled Eagle let out a long cry, carrying Pei Qingyu and circling above everyone's heads.


Shitou jumped off the eagle's back, rode his sword at high speed, and took the lead.


Having gone through trials, the team members trusted each other more and automatically formed a formation, flying toward their predetermined destination with Sword Control.


Sunset illuminated the horizon with a splendid glow.


Chapter 1433: Is there such a warm welcome? Cursed the young master to die early? _1