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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 · Fantasie
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Stewed in One Pot!

Redakteur: Henyee Translations

"Are you kidding me? If I could only refine four pills in one afternoon, then I wouldn't want to live anymore!" Qiao Mu rolled her eyes before tossing him a small porcelain-white bottle. "This too."

Crown Prince Mo: !!

My wife especially doesn't seem human when refining pills. What to do?

There were no less than ten small, round, and exquisite pills inside the small porcelain bottle.

"I'm stopping after this batch." The little lady grumbled irritatedly, "Refining twenty some pills in one afternoon really is awfully slow as hell."

Crown Prince Mo: …

If another pill alchemist was present right now, they would definitely be unable to resist beating her to death, right!

"These are all level-11 mystic breakthrough pills?" Crown Prince Mo asked while holding that small bottle.