Cultivating In Secret Beside A Demoness - Chapter 52

Bibi Dong never dreamed that she would come back from rebirth in the form of someone else’s martial spirit.

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Finished three copies of the high-quality Douluo with an average order of 5,000, “Douluo from the beginning of blowing up the soul ring”, “I am in Douluo, I ate the Blue Silver Emperor”, “Douluo: My Martial Soul” is a simulator”.

- Description from novelbuddy

Ye Xuan is a very good doctor. Even though he is only 14-15 years, he has been learning medicine with his grandpa since he was 3 years old. His grandpa is a legendary doctor, of the Medicinal Dao Master level just one step shy of the ultimate level.

But his grandpa suddenly died after trying to cure a mysterious person with the “Hundred Evils Body” and Ye Xuan is now trying to survive together with his uncle. His grandpa left the first half of his doctor’s manual to Ye Xuan. The other half is in the hands of a former friend of his grandpa who now refuses to return it.

Ye Xuan has to become strong to retrieve the 2nd half of the manual. The first half of the manual contains a special acupuncture method which allows Ye Xuan to cultivate much faster than normal people.

When his uncle suddenly disappeared, leaving only a note with the word “flee!” on it, Ye Xuan is left on his own to survive in this world.

When Ye Xuan finally made it into a sect, he was forced to join a waning division of the sect where he is the sole student of a beautiful woman. His master…

- Description from Novelupdates

In her previous life, she tried her best, she struggled. In the end, she has lost to her own mediocrity.

In this life, she resigned to her fate.

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After her mother passed away, Xia Rou reincarnated as an orphan and she got taken in by her mother’s lover. Once again she stepped into Cao family, and once again she had to confront the people she loved and hated……

She dares not to expect anything, only except that she won’t suffer any more in this life……

- Description from Novelupdates

On one spring evening when I was eight years old, I, Erica, Duke of Aurelia’s daughter, realized something.