Chapter 20: Sister Bai
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Early the next morning, Yun Fei massaged her slightly sore limbs and climbed out of bed. She couldn’t remember exactly when she had returned. All she knew was that with…
Oh No! The Young Master Has Turned into a Girl!
Chapter 19: Grasp it~
The two sat face-to-face on stone stools, yet neither moved their chopsticks first. Although Yun Fei did not show it on her face, she was constantly urging in her heart,…
Chapter 18: Cooking for the Saintess
“Sigh… after all this, the whole room smells like this. I’d better clean it up.” Thinking this, Yun Fei sent out two bursts of Demonic Power, interrupting the two Swift-Running…
Chapter 17: Catching rabbits for experiments
“Forget it, I won’t think about it. I should focus on my own business first.” Her specially modified version of the Explosive Pill wasn’t finished yet. With the whole afternoon…
Chapter 16: His Highness will not stoop to becoming a cook
Upon hearing Yun Fei’s statement, Mu Lingxi was stunned for a moment. “Huh? That’s it? I’ll just pay you back. Honestly, the roof you blew up yourself is much more…
Chapter 15: Oops! The oven exploded!
“Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror~ My dear Magic Mirror~ It is time for you to fulfill your purpose again~ Appear at once!” Yun Fei chanted under her breath. Immediately afterward, a…
Chapter 14: Take over the medicinal herb field
The next morning, Yun Fei finished her night of cultivation. The demonic energy content in this Profane Realm was almost zero. Without the help of external objects, the conversion rate…
Chapter 13: The young master’s acting skills
“Che—” Yun Fei opened the door huffily and then stepped aside to make a way. A victorious smile appeared on the corner of Mu Lingxi’s mouth, making Yun Fei feel…
Chapter 12: Enemies meet on a narrow road
“Hello, Senior Jiang! I’m Yun Fei,” Yun Fei responded with a smile. “Yun Fei, is it? Your room is on the east side; there are signs on the doors. Just…
Chapter 11: The unspeakable past of my mother
Calling him “Senior” was likely correct, especially since this old man referred to her mother using terms like “girl” or “lass.” “Me? I… suppose I could be considered Yun Ming’s…