I Rose to the Top by Farming

The hardest thing Lin Yi ever did was study medicine. Who could have guessed that the moment he opened his eyes, he'd become an ancient slave, and a slave who was sick enough to die at that?

Luckily, he came from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, so his illness could be treated.

As a slave, he ate less than a chicken and worked harder than an ox. Worst of all, just as he recovered, they were going to send him off to be buried with the dead, alive and underground.

After thinking over his chances of escape, Lin Yi decided to take a gamble.

Even though the nobleman was on the brink of death from a serious wound, it was obvious he was tall and imposing, with a murderous air about him.

Lin Yi pulled out the arrow, stopped the bleeding, and treated the wound for infection in one smooth sequence. He successfully saved the nobleman, and from then on had fine carriages, beauties, and delicious food... Yeah, right.

He was still a slave!

You arrogant noble, one day I'll be riding on your head.

Yin Xu had been dragged back from the brink of death by a little slave. To repay him, he raised the little slave until he was plump and rosy, and kept him by his side.

But what was the deal with this Lin Yi? He smiled at everyone else, but glared at him with cold eyes.

Yin Xu was tall and mighty. Anyone he glared at was bound to be afraid.

But he couldn't win an argument against the slim-armed, slender-legged Lin Yi. Even when he was in the right, one look from Lin Yi's almond-shaped eyes was enough to make him obediently do as he was told.

Lin Yi was very pleased with how obedient the arrogant noble was. When he was happy, everything went more smoothly.

Now he had grain, pigs, cattle, and sheep, and had even set up workshops.

All he needed was a beautiful wife.

"A beautiful wife? Keep dreaming." Yin Xu hoisted Lin Yi over his shoulder and carried him into the newly built palace.

A soft and beautiful doctor as the shou + a tall, mighty gong

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"Oh No, My Shizun Has His Eye on Me"

Situ Huai transmigrated into a book as a cannon-fodder character. First he was supposed to fight the heroine for her destined magical weapon, then for her opportunities, and finally for her man.

Fight her for her destined magical weapon, her opportunities, and even her man?

Those are things the cannon fodder in the original story did. What do they have to do with me, Situ Huai?

When he entered the sword mound to find his destined sword during Foundation Establishment, Situ Huai chose a zither instead, earning a vicious glare from the heroine.

During a secret realm trial, Situ Huai kept away from the opportunities meant for the heroine, yet obtained a rare spirit plant coveted by everyone, greatly increasing his strength.

So... it really did have something to do with him, but he definitely wasn't going to steal anyone's man.

Only his Shizun, Bai Yanqing, made his heart race. Every day he found an excuse to visit, just to catch a few more glimpses of him.

Situ Huai had all the nerve of a thief, but none of the courage. It was hard!

Bai Yanqing didn't know when he had started keeping his eyes on his little disciple. Just as he thought he was the only one in his little disciple's heart, he saw him getting close with a whole group of fellow disciples. When he was injured, he even dared to let someone else tend to his wounds. ?

Bai Yanqing's expression turned cold, and he locked him up in his own quarters.

Someone so lively could be stolen away by someone else if he let his guard down for even a moment. If he liked him, then his eyes should belong to him alone.

"Look how pretty this delicate chain is. It's perfect for you."

Theme: A good life takes hard work.