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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 · Geral
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1861 Chs

Chapter 861: The Gift from Master for the First Meeting_1

Four youthful youngsters, calling a girl under thirteen years old their Master, looked quite amusing.

"Good, good, you four little fellows are full of energy, Ancestor has gifts for you."

Ancestor Kunlun chuckled, his beard curled up, and with a wave of his right hand, four talisman treasures filled with intricate and profound runes appeared, shining brightly and floating in front of the four young people.

Lin Qingluo's eyebrows raised slightly: "Master, did you personally create these talisman treasures?"

"Hehe, my clever disciple, you guessed right."

Ancestor Kunlun, proud, stroked his beard: "These are indeed talisman treasures made by me; inside them, I have sealed 30% of my mana."

"Thank you, Ancestor!"

The four disciples were overjoyed, holding the talisman treasures in their hands, and bowed in unison to express their gratitude.

"Hehe, you little ones know a good thing when you see it."

Ancestor Kunlun's eyes flashed, and he laughed meaningfully.