The Cold Emperor's Beloved Consort

Ye Zhixiao, heir to an ancient martial arts legacy, was exceptionally gifted and possessed outstanding talent. After transmigrating to another world, she found herself turned into a cripple?! No matter. With Ye Zhixiao around, even a good-for-nothing can be turned into an unrivaled genius. Watch as she follows the path of martial arts into cultivation and forges a strange, mysterious road to domineering immortality. Watch as she uses her fierce, forceful methods to turn the tide and stand proud beneath the heavens. Watch as she climbs, step by step, to the Immortal-Sealing Platform, revered by thousands! Ye Zhixiao: “Once a martial cultivator takes the field, even gods and demons step aside. At the same level, we’re unbeatable. If things go well, we can even take down bosses above our level. Martial cultivators are absolutely fierce, formidable, and heaven-defying!” Niu Mi said, “Martial cultivation? What’s that? I’ve never even heard of it. Won’t you cultivate yourself into madness?!” ★★★ Many years later, Ye Zhixiao’s fierce and formidable reputation rang throughout the Nine Heavens! Standing high in the clouds, she gazed down at the gods, demons, monsters, and immortals groaning in pain below. After a long pause, she sighed with compassion and sorrow. “The immortal realm should be a place filled with love and peace. Every scumbag and villain deserves to be humanely put down!” Everyone was in tears: Heaven, please send down a divine thunderbolt and strike this shameless, heartless, unreasonable lunatic dead! The immortal realm will be at peace once she’s gone. A cowardly, pretty-boy immortal was so shaken by her murderous aura that he rushed over, clutched her leg, and pleaded tearfully, “Immortal, this has nothing to do with me. I’m not one of them. Please let me go~” Ye Zhixiao reached out a finger, hooked it under the little immortal’s chin, and lifted his face with a gentle tug. Tsk, tsk~ The gesture was just like a roving young master teasing a respectable young woman. Looking at his handsome, delicate face, his clear, sparkling eyes, and his alluring red lips… Ye Zhixiao felt her heart stir. Even the clouds beneath her feet seemed to ripple more than anyone else’s. She said pointedly, “If you’re willing to stay and serve me, I might consider…” “Hmph!” A cold snort suddenly rang out, and the terrifying pressure of a mighty expert swept across the entire immortal realm. A vast, gloomy aura pressed down so hard that even the Heavenly Emperor, ruler of the celestial realm, buckled at the knees and bent at the waist, collapsing to the ground, unable to move! “Consider what?” A low voice, edged with menace, came from behind Ye Zhixiao. At the familiar voice, Ye Zhixiao was instantly terrified. She kicked the pretty boy hard to the ground and pointed at him, scolding, “I despise cowards like you most of all! Get lost! Don’t try to seduce me. My heart is as steady as a rock…” She quickly put on a pathetic act that said, ‘I have nothing to do with him.’ ★★★ “Do you know how to cultivate and become immortal?” “I do. The mighty beings of the primordial era earned merit and became sages; ancient demons seized the mandate of fortune and became gods. Nowadays, all you have to do is survive being struck by thunder and lightning to attain immortality! But it’s all a lie. As an outstanding scientist of the modern age, a believer in Marxist materialism, and a model young person raised under the red flag, how could I be superstitious?” And so, when the most outstanding scientist and the most powerful heir to an ancient martial arts legacy transmigrated to a mysterious and magical world of cultivation, ten thousand grass-mud horses galloped through her heart: Damn! An old yellow ox can talk?! That’s not scientific