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

At this moment, a Base Building cultivator, his face slightly pale, stepped forward and said, "City Lord, are you asking us to stay here and die? This is a beast tide! Not just a single mythical beast, how can we possibly fight them! If you have any conscience, you should open the city gates immediately and let us cultivators who can fly on swords leave to reduce casualties!"


Some cultivators remained silent, uncertain about what to do.


Yuan Zhenhai's expression turned cold. "Leave? Do you not know the power of the mythical beasts? Once the magical barrier set by Taoist Friend Nanli is breached, with your mere spiritual power, you'll be lucky to escape the city alive!"


"Besides, your loved ones are still in the city—are you going to abandon them?!"


"You'd be better off helping to defend the city's protective formation to have any chance of survival!"


His words struck a chord with many of the cultivators.


They Are All Your Food!