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Giving Birth But Not Raising, Why Regret It Now?

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Ye Lingyun transmigrated into a xuanhuan world. His father was the son of the Northern Qi Marquis. His mother was the Saintess of Yaochi. Born with such a background, he should have lived a life of limitless glory. Instead, he was abandoned. Because his parents had secretly given birth to him, they feared the scandal would affect their future. So they sent the newborn Ye Lingyun to be fostered in a remote village, planning to retrieve him after one year. But fate was cruel. A great demon descended upon the village, slaughtering everyone in a single night. The entire village was wiped out. Only Ye Lingyun survived—rescued by the Great Chu Empress, who took him in and raised him as her own. Meanwhile, his biological parents arrived too late. Facing the ruins of the village and the countless corpses, they searched desperately for their child, only to find nothing. The son they abandoned… had vanished. From that day onward, regret followed them like a shadow. Under the Empress’s guidance, Ye Lingyun grew up and revealed a terrifying talent that shook the cultivation world: Anything he witnessed once, he could instantly comprehend to perfection. Years later, Ye Lingyun topped the Nine Province’s Genius List, becoming a disciple of the Dao Palace, gaining fame far and wide. He even crushed various geniuses at the Ancient Immortal Stage, earning recognition across the Nine Provinces! When his parents recognized him as their biological son, they broke down in tears and begged for his forgiveness. “You abandoned me, and now that I’ve become an Immortal Emperor, why are you crying?”
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Beastmen Are Crazy, So I Sell Them Therapy

Blanca Frostine transmigrated into the very beast-world novel she’d been reading. Great. Fantastic. Even better? This world had a massive problem. In this empire, beastmen suffered from a condition called Hysteria. When their emotions spiked, they lost control and turned into rampaging monsters. When their emotions dipped too low, they reverted into small, helpless beast cubs. Therapy existed, technically, in the form of rare energy stones—but there was a catch. The stones only worked if they were hand-carved into the exact animal form of the beastman. The more realistic the sculpture, the stronger the calming effect. The more lifelike the carving, the more times it could be reused. Which was where Blanca’s luck kicked in. In her previous life, she’d been a legendary sculptor—wealthy, talented, and famously difficult to deal with. Her works were so vivid they felt like they were breathing. People waited months just to beg for a commission, and because she had zero patience for nonsense, the art world had crowned her with a fitting title: The Sculptress. So when Blanca realized she could carve energy stones better than anyone in this world, romance was not her first concern. Powerful beast husbands? Fated mates? Tragic, handsome generals with emotional damage? She waved all of it away. “I’ll date later,” she decided calmly. “After I get rich.” And so, instead of a love story, she opened a shop. A small, suspiciously low-effort store suddenly appeared on the Regional Network, selling palm-sized sculptures carved with terrifying realism. Just looking at the screen was enough to calm raging emotions. The empire lost its mind overnight. Orders flooded in. Nobles panicked. The military took notes. Unfortunately, the shop owner was… Lazy, sharp-tongued, and deeply uninterested in customer satisfaction. “No rush orders.” “No refunds.” “Stop messaging me at 3 a.m.” “And stop flirting in the reviews.” Still, her sculptures sold out within seconds. What Blanca didn’t expect was the growing number of powerful beastmen who began appearing in her life—each claiming they just needed emotional treatment, each lingering a little too long, each staring at her hands like they were something far more dangerous than weapons. After all, in an empire full of beasts who lost control when their emotions ran wild, Blanca Frostine was the only one who could calm them with a touch. And while she kept insisting she wasn’t interested in love— Love, unfortunately, seemed very interested in her. “Screw finding a husband,” Blanca thought, carving another masterpiece. “…Why do they keep lining up anyway?”
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