A Spoiled Concubine-Born Daughter Has the Best Luck

The Best Life for a Pampered Concubine's Daughter

Coming soon: As a Talisman Cultivator, Quantity Is What Counts. Blurb below.

Blurb:

In her previous life, Mu Wanning thought her greatest mistake was being too sensible. She always tried to appear strong, never knew how to act spoiled, and refused to show weakness.

Despite having a prime minister for a father and a top scholar for an elder brother, she swallowed every grievance and endured every hardship alone, making everyone think she was doing just fine.

Given another chance at life, Mu Wanning decides she will never play at being strong and stoic again. When it's time to act spoiled, she'll act spoiled; when it's time to show weakness, she'll show weakness.

With such a powerful father and brother ready to back her, why grit her teeth and struggle alone instead of leaning on them? She must have been out of her mind.

And to hell with that nonsense about repaying kindness for resentment. If someone wrongs her, she'll get even. If someone bears a grudge, she'll settle it.

Rumor has it that Xiao Changgong, the Marquis of Zhenxi, is violent-tempered and capricious.

He likes to wear a mask carved with fangs, and every night, he goes out to kill and drink blood.

People also say that beneath the mask, he is even uglier and more terrifying than the mask itself.

So none of the noble young ladies in the capital dare marry him.

Who knew that after he casually rescued a young girl, she wouldn't be afraid of him at all? Instead, she said in a soft, sweet voice, "I've got plenty of flesh. I can take a knife for you."

Xiao Changgong laughed in exasperation. "I'm the Marquis of Zhenxi, the Xiao Yama who has killed countless people on the battlefield. Don't I deserve to save face?"

Having a girl with barely two ounces of flesh take a knife for him? He'd sooner find a block of tofu and smash his head against it.

But then... since you're so bold, dare you marry me?

On the wedding day, everyone in the capital was stunned. Who was that man on horseback, with a face like jade and looks to rival Pan An?

Coming soon: As a Talisman Cultivator, Quantity Is What Counts

Fang Qingya was called the most useless genius.

Her genius lay in her dual lightning-and-wood spiritual roots, both of perfect purity. She absorbed spiritual energy as easily as eating and drinking.

Her uselessness lay in meridians so thin they could rival a strand of hair, and a dantian so small it could be measured against a teacup. If she couldn't even cast a Dust-Cleansing spell, what else could she be but useless?

Fang Qingya says, "But I'm a talisman cultivator."

If one talisman is equivalent to all her magical energy, wouldn't drawing ten be like sending ten of her into battle? What about a hundred, or a thousand?

And so, while other talisman cultivators throw talismans one by one, Fang Qingya throws them by the stack. While other talisman cultivators fight desperately with talismans flying everywhere, Fang Qingya fights by plastering the entire arena with them!

A sword cultivator who has never seen her in action scoffs: "With one sword, I can break ten thousand techniques. However many you have, I'll cut them all down."

A spell cultivator who has only heard about her doesn't care: "My magic can reach the heavens. However many you have, I'll burn them all."

Before long, everyone is in tears. Why is even a simple Vine-Summoning Talisman so powerful in Fang Qingya's hands?

Fang Qingya only smiles without answering. Who says a talisman cultivator can win by quantity alone? She has quality, too!

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The Spring Boudoir's Blade

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Theme: Women should be gentle on the outside and strong within, able to act sweetly and stand on their own.