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My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

She is a cultivator from another world. She is proficient in refining artifacts, improving elixirs, talisman arrays, medical skills, and even fortune-telling. Due to several unexpected tribulations, her reputation was tarnished and she became the second daughter of the Lu family who harbored ill intentions toward her future brother-in-law. What? She had just been reborn, and she was going to marry a ferocious man who was known as the living Lord of Hell and the second young master of the Mu family whose legs were disabled?! Fine! Since that man was so magnificent and fit her taste, she would marry him anyway! But what happened to his legs being inconvenient? Who was the man who would pounce on her from time to time at night and pamper her until she felt sore all over?! Who was the one that first spread the rumors? Would they dare to come forward? They would most likely be crippled if they did not kill him! [In the modern world, the male and the female are both strong. From evil torturing to extensive face slapping, this story is filled with endless thrills. There are mythical dimensions, cute babies and even (not scary) supernatural occurrences. Both leads are immaculate and pure while the male lead is addicted to doting on his wife!

Mo Qianyi · perkotaan
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2300 Chs

The Strange Dean

Editor: Henyee Translations

That was why she agreed to drug Zuo Xiaofei. Unexpectedly, the Octagon Auction House actually revived and was even more glorious than before!

If she had known this would happen, she wouldn't have fallen out with Zuo Xiaofei so quickly.

Thinking that she had lost the Cuilian Array Disk that made people go crazy because of a wrong choice, Hua Qianyin was about to go crazy with hatred.

"Student, do you feel very indignant?"

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind her, startling Hua Qianyin, who was lost in her thoughts.

Hua Qianyin turned around in panic. When she saw who it was, her expression changed slightly. "D-Dean."

Hua Qianyin had always had the image of an understanding sister in the academy. Now that her true colors were caught by the dean, it would be a lie if she didn't panic.

The dean of the Wenxin Academy was already more than 180 years old. His hair and beard were all gray, but he seemed to be in good spirits.