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

"Damn!" Qingwu's face changed, and he wanted to tear the Teleportation Talisman in her hand. But in the next moment, Nanli had already vanished into thin air. She retreated back into the crowd. A myriad of sword intents followed and flew over. As soon as Nanli landed, Cinian and Ximen Chuan joined her in exerting their spiritual power to block the onslaught of sword intents. However, she had already used up most of her spiritual power in her earlier ambush, and facing Qingwu's sword intent, she felt a bit overwhelmed.


But Chu Yang was not idle. He held the Crimson Nine Lands and thrust it to the side. Despite wielding a divine instrument, Qingwu's cultivation was significantly higher than his. With a flick of his fingers, he countered with a sword intent that held the Crimson Nine Lands at bay, preventing it from advancing even half an inch in mid-air. Qingwu single-handedly held off four people.


Siheng, Here I Come!