At the beginning, I am reborn as a wealthy woman, and I get as much spiritual stones as I spend. Is that okay?

Bai Qingqing said, there is actually such a good thing?

Cultivation techniques? Buy! Spiritual medicine? Buy! Spiritual weapons and skills? Buy, buy, buy!

As long as the name is well established, there is no rich woman who can’t defeat him!

Bai Qingqing worked so diligently to get the Hua Lingshi that she even planned it for her own life.

Don't you need to prepare a dowry when you get married? Don't you need to love your husband well?

Shouldn’t we respect our parents-in-law and elders well?

Bai Qingqing picked and chose, and finally chose a pretty boy who was weak and helpless.

A well-known piece of trash.

What's the difference between trash and not trash? Is she the kind of person who values ​​connotation?

As long as you look good, your values ​​will be determined by your appearance!

Later, Bai Qingqing discovered that the pretty boy was indeed white, but he was not useless at all.

In front of people, he can defeat a hundred people alone. Behind people...

Bai Qingqing held her waist weakly, looking at someone with a satisfied smile on his face, her teeth almost gnashing.

[Transformation, pastries, daily life, tea master, sweet stories, 1v1, pretending to be cool and then getting slapped in the face.]

Originally a low-class man-girl, Ye Xi felt pretty good about being tricked by the system into becoming a girl.

What? I'm the son of a government official, a wealthy family, or a military officer. Damn it! It would be a huge loss if I became a girl!

Knowing that she’ll die tomorrow from a female ghost’s attack, Zhu Yang goes binge-drinking the night before she dies.

The next day, she wakes up, mind still disoriented from the previous night’s drunkenness. Looking around, her house is a mess, and there is a female ghost hanging out of the TV, having drilled halfway out.

More importantly, the female ghost is dead!

Her pig friends then all accuse her of how cruelly and inhumanely she destroyed the female ghost to death.

Zhu Yang: I’m not! I’m not! Don’t talk nonsense! I am a weak woman like a delicate flower who only screams when she encounters something horrible.

In regards to this, the female ghost who thought she could kill this weak woman handily but was killed instead: I have something to say!

[Western fantasy + not a wish-fulfillment story, the early stages are rather cautious + a story with wildly imaginative ideas – I can write it however I want]

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Zhu Bao never imagined that she would die at the hands of robbers while protecting a stranger's child.

When she awoke, she was kneeling inside a huge, magnificent Western-style church. The floor tiles beneath her were engraved with strange golden magic circles, and she was surrounded by several...mages dressed in white robes!

What kind of operation is this?!

While my brain was still processing this, a tall, handsome man with blond hair and blue eyes slowly walked over. His features, favored by the Creator, were breathtakingly beautiful.

Before the baby could even process the current situation and the other person's stunning beauty,

The handsome man glanced at her coldly and chuckled: "This is the Holy Maiden we spent years summoning? I thought she was someone's lost pig."

The elderly mages huddled together, bursting into tears, crying out that heaven was going to destroy Westerley.

I'm so sorry that my darling's lips twitched slightly; I'm the one who got summoned here!