"Be careful, or you might have a baby. God knows you're still a child," Suishen Shuang whispered into her best friend’s ear.0

"Get lost. I'm five hundred years old." Suishen Yao glared at Tianming, gritting her teeth. In terms of fighting, she wasn’t as strong as him, a fact that she had come to accept, but she couldn’t stand the thought of losing in a battle of words. When she thought of their first time cultivating together, she felt very unhappy. Why did she have to lose even at that?0

She couldn’t help it; she was born to dominate. 0

But there was something special about being with her. Fighting and tormenting her made Tianming happy to the point that he couldn’t stop smiling. In fact, he had bullied her over and over again over the course of his meteoric rise. From a mere tainted beastmaster to Little Li, and now to husband—his title had changed.0

It was a memorable day for Suishen Yao. After all, she would no...0