COL+Dai Mo

Upon awakening, the apocalypse's metaphysics master, Nan Li, found herself as the lost Sixth Miss of the Anyang Marquis Manor

Thinking it would be a story of abuse, she never expected all five of her brothers to dote on her one after another!

Nan Li shouted, "Stop pampering me! In fact, I can do everything, from capturing ghosts, exterminating demons, divination, physiognomy, to healing and saving people. I'll lead the family to rise in power and wealth!"

Accidentally saving the Ninth Prince, who held great power in the court, Nan Li found him renowned for his cold and unfeeling demeanor. However, he became utterly addicted to pampering her and refused to take other concubines.

The scheming and malicious women were angry, shouting, "The prince lacks heirs, how can this be allowed?!"

Nan Li pointed at the line of little ghost-catching disciples and said, "I'll cure your poor eyesight!"

The Ninth Prince lifted her in his arms and said, "We have a bit of thin property that needs to be inherited, so we'll have a few more children."

Later on—

Nan Li looked at the continuous immortal mountains and the room full of treasures, her mouth twitching, "I thought you had a throne to inherit, what's going on now?!"

The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife

As Nanli had anticipated, stepping through the archway felt like entering a cold, dark underworld. Dense black mist guarded the area, immediately attacking from all directions upon sensing their presence. The fire talisman extinguished in an instant, and the eerie howls of the black mist added to the terrifying atmosphere.


Nanli swiftly drew her Dark Moon Sword and swung it in a graceful arc. The sword's blade glimmered with golden light, crackling and sparking as it cut through the mist. Despite her efforts, the black mist continued to swarm, attacking in relentless waves.


Realizing the futility of battling the mist head-on, Nanli used the Heaven Star Brush to draw symbols that cloaked her and Ye Siheng, concealing their presence. The black mist hesitated, unable to locate its targets, and soon dispersed.


Could It Be Refining an Evil Corpse?