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My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

A genius talisman practitioner is reborn as a seven-year-old girl! However, her innocent appearance belies her vicious personality. In the remote countryside, the Crown Prince runs into her, beating up her enemy. She is indifferent, but it’s love at first sight for the Crown Prince! “Not good, Your Highness the Crown Prince, Her Highness the Crown Prince Consort used an immobilization talisman on His Majesty the Emperor, and His Majesty is currently eating dirt in the main hall.” “Isn’t that normal? Who told that dog emperor to provoke my wife? I say it’s a job well done! Pour a bucket of ice water on him to cool him down!” “Your Highness the Crown Prince, it’s really not good this time! The great Crown Prince Consort threw out three explosion talismans and destroyed Noble Consort Zheng and her house!” A certain crown prince laughed madly. “Job well done! She’s truly my wife; she’s as awesome as always!” “Crown Prince, Crown Prince, it’s seriously bad this time! A beautiful man appeared in the great Crown Prince Consort’s room!” You got cuckolded again! The crown prince harshly picked up the handsome man half laying on her bed. “Who are you?” A certain consort replied with a stoic face. “I drew a deity-inviting talisman and summoned a venerable immortal of love.” “Get lost as soon as you finish fighting!” “Oh, sorry, it's easier to invite the devil in than to send him away!” I’m not leaving! Embark on this adventure of a little stoic who just wants to grow stronger and protect her family but unwittingly ends up with a merry company of troublemakers. A riveting cocktail of cultivation, zombies, and sci-fic!

Zi Yunxi · Fantasy
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3175 Chs

A Rather Lucrative Profit

Editor: Henyee Translations

The sapling sobbed. Its little master was admonishing it so harshly, how did it dare to retort. Instead, it rushed to regain her favor. "Yes, I understand, I understand. Qiuqiu will be good."

"Qiuqiu, we'll become strong one day!" Qiao Mu determinedly looked ahead of her. "By ourselves!"

"What is it?" Mo Lian looked down at the soft twig that swiftly receded without a trace before turning to the child's tense face. "It's fine, it can't absorb much."

'Why are you indulging it?!'

The sapling immediately grew excited. 'Mastaaa, the youth said it's fineeeee!'

'Ha ha. You're so excited that you're even stammering.'

'Shut up and return to cultivating.' Qiao Mu ignored the troublemaking tree.

'Sniff sniff… Youth, farewell, if we have another chance next time…'

Qiao Mu directly shut out its blabbing.

"You…"—Qiao Mu looked up at him—"are fine?"