Mistress, I Was Wrong - Chapter 8: Egg

Once she woke up, Su Tingyun had become a 70 year old granny.

After resigning to her fate with great difficulty, deciding to become a rich family’s esteemed mother and residential big boss, she didn’t expect that the scenario would change again.

That husband of hers who had died on the battlefield was now the cultivation world’s deity, and sent people to pick her up for celestial cultivation?

Fine, she’ll cultivate, but how did she accidentally cultivate into someone else’s body?

Changing old patterns up and playing swapping the frame…

Young man, granny is 70 this year, is your taste heavy enough?

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Heaven Concealing Great Sage Xie Chuan was plotted against by his enemy. Trapped within the God Burial Valley, he found a supreme martial technique hidden in a tomb called Demon Refining Heaven Swallowing technique.

Millions of years after the betrayal, reincarnated in a direct disciple’s body belonging to a small sect named Cloud Mist Sect, Xie Chuan finally broke out and escaped from God Burial Valley.

“In my previous life, I had only concealed the heaven with my hands. This life, I want to refine demons and swallow the heaven!”

The heaven swallowing expert who walked out of God Burial Valley was just born!

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Protagonist travels between different anime worlds to right wrongs and uncover his reason for being along the way.

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Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, “Good Morning, Chief!”