Transmigrating as a Convict’s Wife, I Married a Rugged Man: The Demon Venerable Reclaimed the Wasteland and Raised a God Venerable

What Could a Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Years Possibly Be Up To?

The mortal realm is drained of spiritual energy, and human lives are worth less than grass.

The mighty Demon Lord is ambushed and killed by five immortals, leaving only a wisp of her soul to possess a disgraced wife on the border.

The first thing that happens when she wakes is that she's dragged out to be fed to the wolves.

A rough soldier, covered in blood and cheated out of even his military merit, slams his only merit token onto the table to buy her life.

“Come with me. As long as I have a bite to eat, you won't go hungry.”

Lin Qinghuang looks at this big fool and smiles.

The cultivators drained the mortal realm of its spiritual energy?

No matter.

The Myriad Sources Returning to Their Origin diagram in her hands thrives on the baleful and turbid energies they despise most.

Reclaim wasteland, grow spirit rice, raise a husband.

A dead wasteland turns green again overnight, and the people of the Immortal Master's residence stare in disbelief.

Ten years later, the immortals who once looked down from on high

fall to their knees before the Martial God who tears apart the Heavenly Dao and the Demon Empress at his side.