MTL - Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss - Chapter 9 Lady Yunjia

The five different worlds of demons, demons, ghosts, monsters, and beasts descended on Blue Star in the form of dungeons.

Human beings will be randomly selected by the Heavenly Dao system and enter the dungeon in another world.

Su Qianqian, a cute baby in the senior class, was accidentally selected.

When Su Yang learned that her daughter was going to enter a dungeon in another world, she told her: “Don’t play for too long, and go home on time for dinner.”

Play? Do you think that the purgatory alien dungeon is a playground?

Just when the whole world thought that Su Qianqian was going to end, they were surprised to find that she really came to play.

In various dungeons of other worlds, the divine beast Qilin serves as her mount, a generation of demons kneel down and beg to be her full-time nanny, giant giants of the sky serve as her thugs, and the flower demon fairy goes too far, wanting to be her stepmother.

The whole world was shocked. Who is Su Qianqian’s father, Su Yang? ! !

- Description from novelbuddy

Chen Tong is punished by a Demon God to go to each world to be various kinds of spirits, fortunately regardless of what to cross, he is good at using demon spirit magic, healing, prophecy, psychic, all kinds of strong flaunting off isn’t good.

A young man plagued by recurring nightmares finds himself visiting a blind fortune teller, who sends him to a world of martial arts that looks a lot like the wuxia stories he used to read.

In the sky of this world, a tome shines every now and then, revealing the hierarchy of mighty beings that seek power amid troubled times. Determined to unravel the mysteries of his involuntary journey and the secrets of the world he has ended up in, he endeavors to ascend the tome’s rankings, all while looking for a path back home.

Official Chinese blurb

Wandering the jianghu with a blade and wine, where beauties’ grace is filling one’s mind.

A youth, saber on his back and wine gourd at the waist, strides forth, yet the jianghu of his heart seems only more elusive;

With each flipped page of the Tome of Troubled Times, decades of nights soaked in rain pass over the jianghu.

As he suddenly turns to look back, he finds that the mortal world has shattered in his wake.

He was confused, so he asked, “I have a car, a house, good-looks and money. What am I lacking in?”