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

Nanli sighed helplessly, "You don't seriously plan to chop down all the martial experts, do you?"


"Of course not," Chu Yang said thoughtfully. "I just want to spar a little. But if I encounter someone who's caused harm, I'll act without hesitation, ensuring they don't hurt the people!"


Nanli calculated for a moment and said, "Fourth Brother, if you want to go, you'll have to walk there yourself. Use a Teleportation Talisman or Transfer Talisman. I'm afraid you won't gain much from this trip."


Chu Yang believed her words without question and nodded. "Alright, I'll go travel for a bit."


Master Zhao initially felt excited, but then sighed helplessly.


The difference between having talent and not having talent was enormous.


He stepped forward and said, "Young Master, I have no sons or daughters. The Flame Sect originally didn't know who to pass it on to. If you don't mind, I will retire, and the Flame Sect will be yours to lead!"


Chu Yang was stunned. "I'm only eighteen..."


The First Martial Artist Swallowed Dozens of Vein-Ease Pills