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

Yu Ming, a Golden Core Stage middle-term cultivator, no longer needed to consume grains and could sustain himself purely by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.


High-ranked cultivators at the Golden Core Stage were not particularly interested in food delights.


However, the aroma of pancakes managed to lure over even such high cultivators who were indifferent to food.


Yu Ming wore a grin as he sat next to Shitou, eating pancakes and slurping soup heartily.


One was not enough for him, so he had another.


Reaching satiety, he held his belly and let out a sigh of satisfaction.


The awe-inspiring dignity of a Golden Core Stage cultivator was nowhere to be seen.


The juniors were all cheerful and enthusiastic.


The laughter reached the ears of the two female cultivators, triggering a mix of emotions and leaving them puzzled about their feelings.


Chapter One Thousand Four Hundred and Thirty-Six: Utterly Ignored by a Group of Heartless Youths _1