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The moment Vivian Wallace opened her eyes, she realized she had transmigrated into the role of a pitiful cannon fodder true heiress in a period novel. The original host had been pushed into a river by her adoptive mother, only to end up tricked into marrying an army officer. After marriage, instead of following her husband to the military base, she stayed at her adoptive mother's home like a servant—doing the hardest labor, eating the least food, while her husband's living allowance was all pocketed by the adoptive mother. She even gave birth to twins, but never told her husband about them. Then famine struck. The allowance stopped. The adoptive mother forced her to remarry—even threatened to sell the children for food. The children starved to death. The husband died from severe injuries on the battlefield, never knowing he had once been a father. Vivian Wallace, now a cross-disciplinary expert in both traditional and modern medicine: …Who the hell wrote this plot? She was going to smash their skull in! But the real kicker? The system informed her—this pitiful, tragic original host was none other than her past self. What now? She had to make up for the maternal love she owed those children in her past life. After swiftly dealing with the scumbags, Vivian immediately packed up and set off with the twins to find their father at the military base. Dragging a donkey cart, carrying two four-and-a-half-year-old toddlers, she fled the impoverished mountain village under the watchful eyes of the entire town. After a grueling journey, she finally reunited with her officer husband. Matthew Reid stared at the two ragged children—miniature versions of himself—and confirmed they were indeed his. The cold-faced officer instantly transformed into a doting father, overflowing with paternal love. But he never could have imagined that his rough, dark-skinned bride from the countryside would transform into a fair-skinned, delicate beauty within just two months! Not only that—she wielded her medical skills like a miracle worker, snatching him back from the jaws of death. Rumors claimed she was illiterate? Yet here she was, excelling in both scholarship and combat, even getting recruited as an orthopedic specialist by the military hospital. When her in-laws saw her again, they gasped: "This girl… why does she look just like our old comrade's descendant?" The true heiress had returned—and the impostor was panicking! This time, Vivian Wallace had it all: a mystical spring in her grasp, a child in her arms, and the dashing regimental commander by her side. With one hand, she rewrote fate; with the other, she unlocked cheat-mode—living a charmed life others wouldn't dare dream of!

[Retro + Military Marriage + Book Transmigration + Cannon-Fodder Side Chick Climbs Up + Pampered Wife + Face-Slapping] Seraphina Bennette transmigrated into a retro-era novel and became the cannon-fodder first wife who dies in childbirth, clearing the way for the male lead to marry his true love. In the original book she was pregnant, yet mother and quadruplets all perished—four lives lost at once—just so the hero could wed the heroine. She landed in the story right in the middle of a steamy night with the male lead. The next morning they got married. Four months later, with a belly far bigger than normal, she remembered the tragic ending waiting for her, packed her bags without hesitation, and followed him to his army post on the frontier. Life on the border was harsh, but gossip traveled even faster. Because her stomach looked larger than usual, whispered rumors flew around the compound that the babies weren’t Officer Analise Angelis’s child at all. When Analise Angelis returned from training, a “helpful” neighbor pulled him aside to hint as much. He only glanced at his own door and said evenly: “I know exactly how many my wife is carrying.” On delivery day four healthy wails rang out one after another from the birthing room. Cradling four red-faced newborns, Analise Angelis stood at the ward entrance and announced to the suddenly silent crowd in a voice like a bell: “The He family’s quadruplets—thanks for all your concern.” Later, when the original heroine showed up and told Seraphina Bennette to leave Analise Angelis, Seraphina linked arms with her husband and smiled sweetly: “Sorry, but if my man walks out, my four hungry babies won’t agree to it!”

A celestial sovereign's tribulation ends in failure, causing his soul to traverse into another world—only to find himself suddenly saddled with an adorable, porcelain-doll-like daughter. And to make matters even more astonishing, this little angel happens to have a breathtakingly beautiful mother! Thus, the once-mighty immortal transforms into a doting dad and an utterly devoted husband. But here's the kicker—this dad knows magic. And when a supernatural powerhouse decides to raise a family in the modern world, chaos, dominance, and face-slapping antics are inevitable. Brace yourself—this is the explosive, no-holds-barred tale of an unrivaled legend carving his own path through the urban jungle!

On a freezing December afternoon, twenty-five weeks pregnant, Avery Collins walks into a dessert shop craving something sweet. Instead, she finds her husband, Adrian Blackwood—the cold, brilliant CEO of Blackwood Capital—sharing an intimate moment with another woman. In that instant, Avery finally understands. Some people can never be yours, no matter how long you've loved them. She had loved Adrian for eight years, long before he even knew her name. A one-night mistake, an unexpected pregnancy, and a marriage forced by family pressure turned her dream into a prison. While Avery gave everything to their marriage, Adrian believed she had trapped him. So she lets him go. After giving birth to their daughter, Avery makes the most heartbreaking decision of her life. Knowing she could never defeat the powerful Blackwood family in a custody battle, she leaves her daughter in Adrian's care and departs for Stanford University, carrying nothing but a photograph of her baby and asking her lawyer to handle the divorce. Five years later, Avery returns as a world-renowned financial journalist—beautiful, brilliant, and unrecognizable. Then her lawyer delivers shocking news. Adrian never signed the divorce papers. "He said if you want a divorce... you must ask him in person." Avery's answer is simple. "Then tell Mr. Blackwood... I'll see him in court." She believes that's the end of it. Until a little girl slips her tiny hand into Avery's. "Pretty lady... will you have dinner with me?" Avery looks up—and meets Adrian's unwavering gaze. "Mrs. Blackwood," he says quietly, "our divorce can wait." As the little girl whispers, "Please don't leave me again..." ...Avery realizes the one battle she thought she'd already won has only just begun.

Josephine Whitmore never expected a random transmigration only to land in a period drama as the pitiful girl who shared her exact name. The original owner had been cold-shouldered and abused at home, on the verge of being dragged off to the countryside as a sent-down youth, and finally beaten to death by her own family in a tragic accident. Josephine Whitmore, who never let anyone take advantage of her, refused to swallow it. She cleaned the house out of every last valuable then dismantled the front door for good measure. With her bags packed, she sauntered off to the village. The moment she arrived, she stumbled into a jaw-dropping coincidence: —the brigade captain’s wife looked exactly like her. And the surprises kept coming: her long-lost birth parents tracked her down, followed by five overprotective brothers ready to shield their baby sister at all costs. From that point on, her fate flipped. Bad luck vanished, and the good days kicked into overdrive.

Emily Warren had always been the invisible one in her family—unnoticed, uncared for, the forgotten presence in the background. Then, by some twist of fate, she found herself transmigrated into the body of the daughter of the most formidable Grand Marshal in the interstellar empire. But there was a catch—she was a child born out of a calculated scheme. Convinced she was doomed to be unwanted yet again, she braced herself for rejection. But slowly, she began to realize something was… off. Her father’s social feed gradually filled with nothing but her photos and videos. Her brothers seemed increasingly determined to keep her by their sides at all times. And sometimes, the men of the household even came to blows over who got to spend time with her! **Breaking News from the Military Department:** *"Remember our battle-crazed Commendor Warren? He’s at it again—flooding his feed with yet another post about his daughter!"* **Netizens of the Stellar Beast Empire:** *"Oh sure, flex your daughter and little sister all you want—but dare to let us pet her just once!"* **The Grand Marshal:** *"Get lost."* But the most shocking development came when the Emperor—who had never once posted online—suddenly shared a single photo. In his elegantly veined hands, he cradled a ragdoll kitten. The caption? Just two words. **The Emperor of the Stellar Beast Empire:** *"Mine."* And with that, the entire galactic network crashed…

Elara Weston went to great lengths to please her three brothers, striving to do her utmost even for the slightest thing they casually mentioned. But all her wholehearted devotion was no match for her sister shedding a couple of tears. One accusation—“My sister bullied me”—completely exposed her true identity. It turned out that she was the fake heiress. Once their biological daughter returned, she, the adopted daughter, naturally became an outsider. Her fiancé publicly called off their engagement, her friends avoided her like the plague, and even her brothers turned cold toward her. “You’ve taken her place for so many years. It’s time you gave it back.” In the end, she was even thrown out of the Weston family home. “Go back to the countryside and find those farmer parents of yours!” Elara Weston stood at the Weston family’s gate and finally gave up on them completely. She left behind every single thing the Weston family had given her. From this day forward, she and the Weston family— were completely estranged. But no one expected that Elara Weston’s “farmer parents,” whom the Weston family had mocked, were not ordinary people at all. The day after Elara Weston returned to the countryside, one luxury car after another filled the entrance to the village. The family, the richest family in Country Y, had appeared. “We searched for our daughter for more than twenty years. She is our family’s only heiress.” When the news reached Capital City, the entire upper class erupted! The fake heiress who had been thrown out by the Weston family was actually the true billionaire heiress! What’s more, she didn’t just have the richest man in the world as her grandfather—she also had three top-tier brothers who doted on their little sister without limits! When her eldest brother, a powerful CEO, learned that his sister had been bullied, he ended an international conference on the spot. “The meeting is suspended. Book the earliest flight home. I want to see who dares lay a hand on my sister!” Her second brother, a world-renowned scientist, immediately stopped the experiment he was working on. “The research can wait. Bringing my sister home is more important.” Her third brother, a world-class musician, even dared to postpone his international tour. “The performance can be rescheduled. My sister has been wronged. I have to go back.” For a while, {{Capital City}} was in complete uproar. Those who had once looked down on Elara Weston began scrambling to curry favor with her. The friends who had once distanced themselves from her competed to show up at her door and apologize. The Weston family regretted it bitterly. The girl they had driven away—how could she possibly have been some fake heiress from the countryside? She was clearly the billionaire heiress they could never hope to win over! Even the fiancé who had called off their engagement without hesitation came back to her door, his eyes red with emotion. “Elara Weston, I know I was wrong. Give me one more chance.” But Elara Weston merely smiled faintly. She wanted nothing to do with his belated devotion. Nor did she care for their belated affection. Just as everyone was scrambling to win her favor again— Capital City, the head of the most powerful family, personally came to see her. The man was dressed in understated luxury, his presence cold and commanding, and he handed her a marriage certificate. “Their regret is their business.” “Marry me.” Elara Weston froze. The next second, a marriage certificate sent the entire Capital City into shock! Everyone went crazy. The billionaire heiress had only just reunited with her family, yet she had immediately married the man no one in Capital City dared offend? As the man looked at the girl whom everyone held in the palm of their hands, his gaze grew dark and profound. “My wife doesn’t need to please anyone.” “Including me.”

Catherine loved Marco with all her heart. Until she discovered that he had betrayed her with her own sister. Instead of defending Catherine, her family blamed her for standing in the way of their happiness. To them, she was nothing more than an unwanted daughter who had ruined the love story between Marco and the sister they had always favored. So Catherine gave them exactly what they wanted. She gave up Marco. She gave up the family that had never truly seen her as one of their own. Just when she thought her life couldn't get any worse, her parents sold her for twenty thousand dollars to an old, ugly man who had already been married once. Catherine thought her life was over. Then a stranger appeared and offered her a way out. His name was Lorenzo. He offered Catherine a contract marriage. He needed a wife. She needed protection. It seemed like a simple arrangement, and Catherine never expected it to change her life forever. Because she didn't know who Lorenzo really was. To the world, Lorenzo was a ruthless billionaire and the heir to one of the country's most powerful business empires. Behind closed doors, he was far more dangerous. He was the heir to a Mafia dynasty, a man who controlled an empire built on blood, fear, and absolute power. When Lorenzo offered Catherine a marriage of convenience, she accepted without hesitation. He needed a wife. She needed protection. Neither of them wanted love. At least, that was what they told themselves. But after Catherine became Mrs. Romano, Lorenzo's rules began to change. He wanted to know where she went, who she spoke to, and which man dared look at her for too long. The more Catherine tried to keep their marriage strictly business, the more possessive Lorenzo became. He no longer wanted a temporary wife. He wanted Catherine completely. Then Marco finally realized he had made the biggest mistake of his life and came back for her. He expected Catherine to still be the woman who waited for him, forgave him, and accepted whatever affection he was willing to offer. But Catherine was no longer that woman. The daughter her family discarded had become the wife of the most dangerous man in the underworld. And Lorenzo Romano would burn the world down before he let anyone take his wife away.

A young boy from a humble bloodline, occasionally inherited from a world-shocking family. Once he woke up, he ascended to the Ninth Heaven. He cultivated the Nine Stars Divine Dragon Technique, condensing dragon vein, forming the Overlord Body. He competed with the prodigies of all the clans, overwhelming all fields, and shocking the Ninth Heaven.

He Yi, an intern doctor on the brink of being fired by the hospital, unexpectedly awakened a system. Not only can he see through ailments at a glance, but he also automatically acquires top-notch surgical skills, performing surgeries daily! Appendectomy? A piece of cake! Organ transplant? Easy as pie! The hospital director is stunned, experts are impressed, and patients nationwide scramble to make appointments! He Yi leaps from the "edge of being fired" to becoming the youngest all-around surgical genius in China. With a scalpel in hand, he can defy fate and change destinies! He smiles calmly, saying, "I'm not a god, just an ordinary genius."

Vivian Ashford opened her eyes and found herself transmigrated into a 1970s-era novel, becoming the cannon fodder female supporting character with a tragic ending. That morning, she publicly kicked her scumbag fiancé to the curb—the one who'd been cozying up to the female lead's stepsister—and tore their hypocritical engagement contract to shreds. That afternoon, she performed the blood-recognition ritual and snatched away the spiritual spring jade pendant space that rightfully belonged to the female lead. The female lead's stepsister was gnashing her teeth in fury, red-rimmed eyes screaming: "Vivian Ashford, that jade pendant was mine from the start!" Vivian Ashford toyed with the warm white jade at her neck, lifting her eyes with a half-smile. "Yours? Call out to it. See if it answers you." The engagement scandal had barely settled when her stepmother made a move behind the scenes, secretly registering her for rural sent-down youth placement, intending to ship her off far away to suffer. Vivian Ashford refused to be pushed around. She struck back by sending her stepmother's precious son—the one doted upon hand and foot—to queue for re-education in the Great Northwest. She seized the opportunity to empty out all hidden supplies from home, exposed her stepmother's sordid affair until every factory worker knew of it, and even packed off her weak-willed, biased birth father to repair-the-earth duty in the Great Northwest. Dispatched far away to Heilongjiang Province as a sent-down youth, Vivian Ashford held tight to her spiritual spring space and lived life vibrantly. She tinkered together harvesters by hand, spearheaded fertilizer plant construction, appeared on central television for exclusive interviews, and was even specially recruited by breaking all rules into a national research institute—turning against the wind all the way back up. The original novel's female lead returned reborn, fully convinced she held plot advantage and guaranteed victory—determined to reclaim that space and seize every opportunity destined for Vivian Ashford along with their fated connections. Yet no sooner had she begun scheming than she fell into trap after trap at every turn losing everything completely defeated. After finally switching identities for another attempt desperate plunder Vivian Ashford's life only ended up forfeiting even own golden finger abilities entirely gone Meanwhile that cold stern commander seven years senior destined rise highest power Elliot Ashwood already firmly captivated by vivid dazzling Vivian Ashford pursuing relentlessly catching up calling out low voice "Vivian wait me"

Vivienne Holloway, who had survived until victory in the apocalypse, had just waited out the end of the world. She merely took a nap, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself transmigrated into a period novel, becoming the neglected true daughter who had been lost outside the family. The fake daughter had usurped her identity, snatching away the familial love and opportunities that should have been hers. In the original plot, the true daughter became a supporting character, revolving around the male and female leads, meeting a tragic end. But it was Vivienne Holloway who arrived here. Acting fragile, playing the innocent pure white flower, mastering green tea postures—these were nothing but daily amusements to her. The grand drama of life had already begun; she had no intention of revolving around the novel's protagonists. Snatching opportunities, kicking aside plotlines—no one would control her! Sebastian Caldwell of the Northwest Military Region was notoriously iron-blooded and cold as a commander—decisive in killing, indifferent in temperament, strictly following rules in all matters. He despised people who put on airs most of all. Their first encounter: Vivienne Holloway deliberately played deaf and dumb to fool everyone; Their second meeting: she stepped on human traffickers while humming leisurely and brushing her teeth—the contrast directly shattered Sebastian Caldwell's understanding. Before others she appeared pitifully weak and helpless; behind closed doors her mind remained clear with sharp methods. She possessed a portable space filled with abundant supplies. Dealing with leeching relatives, tearing apart hypocritical fake daughters with bare hands, kicking aside the original male and female leads' plotline with one foot. Sebastian Caldwell fell step by step. To outsiders he remained cold-faced and majestic, commanding reverence from all. Returning home he could only indulge helplessly: "Fine fine fine—you're the most fragile in all heaven and earth."

【Apocalypse Powerhouse Transmigrates to Ancient Times｜Spirit-Farmland Space｜Fleeing Famine amid Disasters｜Survival in Wartime｜Multiple Male Leads and a Romantic Battlefield｜Feel-Good Retirement Story】 The apocalypse powerhouse Lyra Ashwood was a battle-hardened veteran, but in the end, she was betrayed by her teammates and death amid a horde of zombies. Upon being reborn, she found herself in the body of a despised, lowly concubine in an ancient marquis's household. She was subjected to the ultimate humiliation right from the start! A disgraceful divorce edict was slammed into her face, while the aloof marquis stood silhouetted against the light and spoke each word with icy disdain: “The Ashwood woman committed adultery with another man and should be beaten to death. I shall spare your life, but you are to be expelled from the marquis's residence and demoted to slave status.” Before she could even steady herself, a snobbish old matron publicly cursed and beat her, kicking her out of the marquis's residence in disgrace and subjecting her to every undeserved humiliation. Lyra Ashwood was left speechless, unable to utter a word; the original owner had been weak and servile, trapped in a miserable situation. Fortunately, her trump card—the portable spirit-farmland space—had crossed over with her. It was stocked with every kind of grain and supply in abundance, enough to sustain her and keep her secure. She returned to her family of origin, facing the desperate reality of a household with nothing but bare walls: Three dilapidated thatched rooms were crammed with more than a dozen people. Her family wore rags and went hungry, eking out a bleak and impoverished existence. She had intended to quietly support her family, shed the violence of her apocalyptic past, and enjoy a leisurely, peaceful retirement in ancient times. But Heaven had other plans, and disaster struck without warning! Drought, floods, and plague ravaged the land one after another, ushering in an age of chaos. The people were driven from their homes, forced to flee in search of food and struggle for survival, while the human world descended into hell. Fortunately, she had prepared long in advance. Her space was packed with vast quantities of grain, firearms, and spirit-spring supplies, giving her ample confidence. On the road fleeing famine, while everyone else gnawed tree bark, ate grass roots, and struggled to survive, she alone enjoyed fine food and lived in comfort; When the plague raged and claimed lives, she relied on the spirit spring in her space to dispel poison, protect herself, and keep her entire family safe; When war erupted everywhere and the barbarians burned, killed, and pillaged, she wielded firearms to sweep away the villains and protect the peace of the region. What should have been a solitary path to a carefree retirement instead unexpectedly attracted a host of top-tier power players. Her aloof and heartless ex-husband, the marquis; the bewitchingly handsome regent who held power over the entire court; and the possessive, unhinged, puppy-like young man all stopped in their tracks for her and became crazily entangled with her. Surrounded on all sides by them, Lyra Ashwood rubbed her forehead helplessly. “Don’t cling to me. I really only want to live out my days peacefully in this chaotic world. I’m not looking for love!”

Evangeline Ashworth transmigrated into a seventies-era novel, becoming tragic cannon fodder for everyone to exploit. Her biased parents squeezed every drop of value from her, allowing her younger sister to steal her university admission slot while ruthlessly selling her to a ruffian for bride price money. At rock bottom, she awakened a portable dimensional space—and completely turned the tables! In one fell swoop, Evangeline Ashworth emptied out her terrible family's valuables, permanently bound her greedy sister to that ruffian, cleanly severed those toxic family ties, and traveled to an island military base to fulfill her childhood engagement. Who knew that this bargain husband Raymond Blackwell would turn out to be an iron-blooded, righteous military big shot who had single-handedly adopted seven orphans of his fallen comrades? The entire compound waited to laugh at her, convinced she would be driven away by seven rowdy children. Instead, Evangeline Ashworth discovered that these seven kids... were each ridiculously talented! The eldest possessed superhuman strength; the second was a mechanical genius; the third had exceptional hearing; the fourth was a calculation prodigy... Thus, before long, those former troublemaking little tyrants transformed into obsessive sister-protectors who pampered her so thoroughly she never had to lift a finger. One day, cold-faced officer Raymond Blackwell looked at his stunningly beautiful wife and couldn't restrain himself any longer. He cornered her against the wall, voice hoarse as he tested: “Wife... when are we going to have one of our own?”

When Vincent Ashford hung up on me, I was being cornered by a strange man at a street corner with no lights. Rain poured down in sheets. I clutched my phone with its last sliver of battery and heard the music from the bar on the other end, a woman’s laughter, and his impatient words: "Stop making a scene." In that moment, I finally understood： The engagement between the Adams and Ashford families, envied by everyone in the capital, had never been my shelter. It was my cage. Everyone believed I would never dare call it off. But they didn't know that on that storm-soaked night, Vincent's uncle, Julian Ashford—the cold, restrained man everyone whispered about—came through the rain and saved me. He was the true power behind the Ashford family, a business titan who could overturn fortunes with a single decision. And no one knew he had loved me in silence for fifteen years. When I resolved to tear up the engagement, he came to me first beneath the moonlight, his voice steady and impossible to refuse. "The Ashford family has more than Vincent Ashford." "I'll be the one to fulfill this engagement." The night the news was announced, Vincent called me drunk, crying and begging me to take him back. Julian leaned against the headboard, half-dressed, his fingers idly winding through my hair. His low voice carried an unmistakable possessiveness as he spoke into the phone. "Nephew, it's late. Don't disturb your aunt's rest." Only then did I realize the truth： Our meeting that rainy night had never been an accident. It was his long-planned devotion, coming for me at last.

Time-traveled back to the 70s? Tara Cavanaugh goes full berserk! Evil stepmom? She packs her own daughter off to the countryside—no mercy. Deadbeat dad? She pockets the entire family fortune, down to the last cent. Mom exiled to the Nowhere Northwest? Tara slings a bedroll and chases her to Red Star Brigade—touch my mama and see what happens! Crush busybodies, hunt wild boars, collar child-traffickers—build an empire in one breath! Even the frosty officer Mr. Caldwell meekly moves into her tiny courtyard. Villains queue up for a beating? One swings, she lands one. This era's script? She's rewriting it herself— "Sweet" is only five letters, but she's screaming it a billion times!

Apocalypse overlord Celeste Thornton transmigrated into a book, becoming a twelve-year-old girl on a rural kang bed in 1952, barely clinging to half a breath. The original owner had just been pushed off a cliff—half her face covered in blood, on the verge of death. A flood of plotlines crashed into her mind, and she finally understood: she was the true daughter who had been switched at birth. Villagers gossiped: "In two years, her family will sell her to that old bachelor at the village entrance for grain!" In the book, the original owner's fate was even more tragic—impregnated and beaten to death. Meanwhile, the fake heiress who stole her identity was doted on by her biological parents in the city, destined to marry into a wealthy family and live in luxury all her life. Celeste Thornton sneered, reaching up to touch the apocalypse space hidden on her person. She muttered under her breath: "Bullying me? This is going to be entertaining." She pulled out a restoration potion from her space and downed it. The tearing wounds across her body healed at astonishing speed. Along with it came an all-purpose modification machine from the apocalypse, mountains of supplies, and various weapons—all stockpiled full in her space. Biased parents, vicious fake heiress, relatives in the village who preyed on the weak—none of them would control her. From now on: reclaiming her identity, seizing her future, tearing apart every black-hearted schemer. The apocalypse overlord would dominate the 1960s just as ruthlessly!

Molly Whitfield was reborn with a heart full of hatred—this life, she would never swallow her anger again! Faced with the scumbag father and stepmother who sold her off in her previous life? She flipped tables, smashed bowls, and shattered pots—venting her fury first! Cutting ties, transferring her household registration, and heading straight to Grandma's house—she became the apple of everyone's eye! Rebirth came with heaven-defying golden fingers, plus a spatial spirit spring and traditional Chinese medicine inheritance? She emptied out the scumbag father and stepmother's family fortune, letting them reap what they sowed. Hunting in the mountains, she got entangled by a little tiger dead set on becoming her pet? Reluctantly, she took it in! Ginseng and lingzhi mushrooms running wild all over the mountains? She was going to strike it rich! Discovering an arms depot, uncovering spies, racking up merits one after another! She aced the college entrance exams and got into a top medical school, becoming a grandmaster of traditional Chinese medicine! Married her first love, gave birth to dragon-phoenix twins, and led Grandma and her uncles to a good life— The scumbag father and stepmother? How come they're begging on the streets now?

Evelyn Ward, the heir to a prestigious medical family, died a hero—yet her greatest regret was never having had a boyfriend. But when she opened her eyes again, she found herself lying beside a man whose face and physique were everything she'd ever dreamed of. Overjoyed, she assumed this was the heavens' compensation—a steamy dream come true—and wasted no time indulging herself! Only later did she realize, with horror, that this was no dream. She had somehow traveled back to the 1970s or '80s—and the man she'd slept with was none other than Jack Frost, the notorious "Re-Educated Youth" whom the entire village feared and avoided! Terrified, Evelyn packed her things and fled overnight, not daring to linger. She thought the matter was behind her—until a month later, when she discovered she was pregnant. Left with no choice, she found a secluded place, gave birth to an adorable son out of wedlock, and raised him alone, hiding their existence for four long years. Just when she thought they could live peacefully forever, the man from her past—now a far cry from the struggling intellectual youth—showed up at her doorstep! Dressed in a crisp military uniform, his posture imposing and his presence commanding, Jack Frost had transformed into a high-ranking officer from a powerful family, his future blazing with promise. His intense gaze locked onto her before shifting to the little boy beside her—a carbon copy of himself. His voice was deep, firm, and unyielding: "Evelyn Ward. You've been running for four years—hiding my son pretty well, haven't you?" Evelyn stared at the officer, then at her clueless child, on the verge of tears. How had the intimidating youth from back then turned into a military officer?! Now, her secretly born son was completely, undeniably exposed!

Upon obtaining the Chaos treasure, one could cultivate the Nine Dragons One. Cutting the sun, moon, and stars, and killing the demons in the ages. As soon as Lu Chen made his move, all the gods and ghosts in the world were shocked. The drunken phoenix beauty smiled, and the 3,000 Great Ways crossed all living things.