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

She knew that for a Ware Elf to cultivate into human form was no easy feat.  


Crimson Nine Lands grinned widely, his tone dripping with scorn. "Old hag, if we're fighting, just fight—why all the chatter?"  


That single phrase—"old hag"—sent Sima Xin into a deeper rage. "Truly obstinate!"  


"You're the obstinate one! I don't belong to your Yan family. Even if I die, I belong to my master!" Crimson Nine Lands snorted coldly. "I'm an immortal artifact, destined to ascend to divine status one day. You Yan family folk don't have what it takes to help me rise!"  


"Unrestrained tongue! Utter madness!"  


Seeing how fiercely he defended and trusted Chu Yang only fueled Sima Xin's fury.  


Under her control, the red ribbon lengthened.  


One end tangled with Crimson Nine Lands in combat.  


This Nascent Soul tribulation was nearing its end for Chu Yang—only two or three thunderbolts remained.  


I'm Willing to Follow You for Life, Young Master