The Proud Daughter of the Liancheng Clan: Reigning for a Thousand Autumns

“If the legitimate daughter of the Liancheng family has four vermilion moles on her palm, she is destined to rule the four corners of the world!” A prophecy made fifteen years ago sent the price of the Liancheng family’s legitimate daughter soaring. But fifteen years later... “The Liancheng family’s legitimate son? He’s a sickly good-for-nothing who bullies men and women, commits every kind of evil, and has nothing but a pretty face!” When the legitimate daughter became the legitimate son... “Spiritual power? What the heck is that? How about letting my A Li learn it too?” A fierce woman transmigrates to another world and spends ten years keeping to herself. Now, even though she’s well past childhood, her father throws her into an ancient academy to earn a diploma. She tests negative for all five elements of spiritual power, and the spoiled young heir is branded a complete waste by everyone, enduring their scorn and ridicule. But in a quiet corner of the night, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth all appear on a pale jade-white hand. “Liancheng Qianqiu, where’s your spirit beast?” “He” tosses out an earthworm curled into an S, chin raised in smug pride. Everyone collapses in laughter. But the next day, rumors spread through the Yulong Estate: “I heard a divine beast suddenly appeared last night and led a horde of spirit beasts into a brawl!” The mysterious appearance of an astonishing master throws the world into chaos. “He” watches coldly, then turns and slumps, looking sickly, into the arms of the handsome man accompanying him. His lazy gaze is dark with disdain and mockery. You think I’m an ant or a filthy bug just because I haven’t shown my claws? Might makes right? Then I’ll let your crushing defeat teach you that, actually... I’m the ultimate tycoon, rich enough to shake heaven and earth! Everyone says “he” is ruthless and merciless, but who is it that carries the soul of a soldier and commands the Ninefold Dragon, bearing the peace of all living beings on his shoulders? Everyone says “he” has a thousand faces, but who pities the woman hidden beneath that plain robe, who wagered her life on a deep love only to be left fragile and covered in wounds? [I once wagered happiness on whether love in this world was true. Now that the dust has settled and the wind and snow have carved my tombstone, would you come to my grave and tell me whether I won or lost?] Readers’ group: Qingmo Bamboo Garden 232886807. Password: the name of any protagonist from any of Qingmo’s novels. Non-readers, please do not join. Thank you.