MTL - Seizing a Good Marriage, The Virtuous Medical Consort - ~ 2183, no childbearing

Lin Luoran is a 27-year-old girl from a rural family. She doesn’t have a college degree, let alone any money.

After cheated by her boyfriend, Lin Luoran accidently finds a mysterious space in her heirloom. At first, she only tries to use the magical spring water in that space to grow medicines like ginseng to help out her family. However, Lin Luoran never thought that she would become the last female cultivator in the world.

The family of cultivators have not been seen on earth for thousands of years. Lin Luoran strives to cultivate herself in the metropolis, to complete her first-ever journey to immortality.

As for love… What will happen to Lin Luoran, a girl that is so different? Let’s open the book and find out.

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Wu Yuan, a celebrated Grandmaster in his past life, transmigrates to a world where martial arts reign supreme. Armed with his previous cultivation experience and a fresh start in a fourteen-year-old body, the prime age of physical development, he's ready to redo his martial arts cultivation from scratch and perfect it this time. But this isn't just any world; it's a place where the human genome pushes the boundaries of imagination, and that's a challenge he can't resist.

Unfortunately, Wu Yuan's initial plans for peaceful cultivation are shattered by the harsh reality of a relentless, ruthless world. Assassination attempts and conspiracies hound him, compelling him to lay low. With unwavering determination, he embarks on a thrilling journey, knowing the only true path to safety for both him and his family lies at the pinnacle of power. And he is resolved to ascend to the peak, no matter what it takes.

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