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

Nanli looked up and glanced at him indifferently. 


Then, without hesitation, she teleported forward and swung the Sky-Tearing Sword towards his head.


Yan Hu was startled and hurriedly raised his Nine Heavens Fan to block.


With a loud crash, their spiritual powers collided, causing the air around Seaside City to explode, nearly deafening.


The cultivators on the city walls all felt their blood surge.


Yan Hu's hands went numb, and he gritted his teeth, forcing a surge of spiritual power to push Nanli back.


Both of them were equally skilled, wielding top-tier immortal artifacts, making their battle truly fierce. 


Even mythical beasts had to avoid the sharp edge of their fight!


Even though she had only regained a fraction of her memory, it was enough. 


Her sword moves were ever-changing, fierce, and powerful—definitely not something Yan Hu could casually block.


You Beat Me Into Submission, and Now You Dare Ask for My Help