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Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

The Duke's family has gone a century with no daughters. When a daughter was finally born to them, she should have received all the love and pampering, but it turns out that the real daughter had been swapped at birth and taken in by a family of kind-hearted hunters. Ever since they adopted the girl, the hunters seemed to get lucky in everything—game seemed to run into the traps and nets they set, and they would find rare herbs wherever they went. Ten tears later, the Duke's family finally realized the truth that their daughter had been swapped and journeyed over a thousand miles to bring her home. After she returned to her real family, the daughter was undoubtedly spoiled rotten by every member of her family... After she grew up, Lin Qingluo excelled in martial arts and rose to the peak of the martial world. Joining the battlefield with her brothers and father, she crushed their enemies and became known as a Goddess of War, gaining countless admirers. Lord of Heavenly Secret Pavilion: Your reputation precedes you, milady—none compares to you, just as the rumors say. Chief of the Potion Valley: Your skills with medicine are extraordinary, and I defer to your expertise. I pledge my loyalty in exchange for your tutelage to practice medicine and help people. The First Prince of Qi Nation: Thank you for rescuing me. I owe you a life debt. Lin Qingluo: A clingy prince has stolen my heart, and he is all I can think about. There is no other person on my mind.

Ting Lan Listening to the Rain · Integral
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1861 Chs

Chapter 1332: Cunning Sword Spirit, Wood-Attribute Spirit Stone Vein_1

"It was left in the Peach Grove Cottage as a piece of scrap for six years, neglected and almost forgotten."

Wang Meng recalled the past wistfully, "Who would have thought that Master would achieve the divine form, turn into a human, and the first thing she did was to repair the Divine Sword and give it to Mu Fan."

"The Sword Spirit is quite sneaky too."

Yi Xian'er jokingly smiled, "Hiding in the rusty sword, playing invisible. For six years, it had left no trace at all, even Jinghong and Youhuang couldn't detect its presence."

"Who said that? I already found him a long time ago."

Jinghong's Divine Sword automatically unsheathed, emitting dazzling golden light, and flew over. The Sword Spirit sat cross-legged on the short sword with an arrogant lift of her eyebrows.

"You found him?"

A few apprentices were baffled, "Why didn't you tell us?"

"He hid in the rusty sword, and no matter how much I tried to persuade him, he refused to come out."