MTL - Spiritual Energy: I Just Want To Farm Peacefully - Chapter 373 sought after

The Divine Doctor's soul transmigrated into a female-dominated dynasty, where the original owner had an infamous reputation for cruelty and left behind a mess.Her house was empty, the thatched cottage leaked rain, and the grain bin was already bottoming out. Faced with her handsome husband and then glancing at her own homely appearance, she dashed on the grand avenue toward becoming a Steel Teeth Rabbit!Dare to covet her husband? Beat them up, there's nothing that can't be solved with fists! If there is, just keep on beating!Poor? Utilize Medical Skill, fragrances, textiles, fine food, wineries, get into business, open shops, hire workers, but wait a minute...Why does one after another always make a fuss about running away from home?Good, this time she'll be the one to skip out and let him worry, hmph!

Rude is a tank, known as the strongest in history. However, the Hero decided that his skills were worthless because he couldn’t do anything but take damage, and threw him out of the party. His cleric friend who trusted him followed him to the remote village that Rude was forced to return to.

The corridor was dark. Selene moved fast, barefoot against the cold stone, her heart thundering in her chest. She didn’t know how they’d gotten so close, how he had.But the moment she turned the corner, he was there, and he slammed her back against the wall.Her gasp was muffled by a rough hand clamping over her mouth. The other braced beside her head as his body caged hers completely. Heat rolled off him like a furnace. His scent hit her nose, faintly familiar. Like burnt cedar, cold steel, and storm.He leaned in, his voice a ragged whisper by her ear.“You’re Selene... my Selene.”Her blood ran cold. Her heart rebelled against her chest, trying to escape.“I’m not,” she hissed through gritted teeth. “You’re mistaken.”His fingers traced the curve of her jaw like he was trying to memorize it. “It’s you. I’d know your soul even if the world burned it from your bones.”“You’re mad,” she spat.But he suddenly dipped his mouth to kiss her hard, to confirm that it was really her.***Selene was the daughter of the cruel Alpha who ruled Moonveil through fear. Years ago, he wiped out an entire pack just to rise to power. But he made one mistake...he left behind four orphaned boys.Those boys returned as Alphas. They are stronger, colder and out for revenge.They took everything...his land, his title, and finally... his life. Selene was only seventeen at the time. She had no idea what her father had done. But that didn’t matter. To them, she was guilty by blood.They didn’t kill her. No. They did something worse.They marked her as a slave.In their world, even omegas had rights. Slaves had none. She became nothing more than property.But Selene still had hope. On her eighteenth birthday, like every werewolf, she expected her wolf to awaken. It was supposed to be the start of her new life.Instead, it turned into a nightmare.Her wolf never came. Her body remained cold and silent. And then… the bond appeared. She was mated to all four of them.The very Alphas who hated her.The ones who owned her.But the truth is Selene was never a wolf to begin with.As her body withers under the weight of the bond, a darker truth surfaces. She is not just a slave… she is the last living witch, born of the very bloodline werewolves have hunted for generations.Now, her enemies wear the mark of her mates...And the witch they thought they broke may be the one who burns them all.

Fujimoto Tōma is born in the Hidden Leaf Village with nothing to make him special.No famous clan. No inherited kekkei genkai. No dead legend waiting to be praised.Reincarnated into the world of shinobi, Tōma quickly realizes that wishing for bloodline luck is pointless. Talent exists, chakra exists, and effort exists. If he lacks the first advantage, he’ll sharpen the latter two until they draw blood.While other children dream loudly of becoming Hokage, Tōma trains quietly, treating every day at the Academy as an investment. Faster hands. Cleaner chakra control. Sharper judgment. He doesn’t chase glory; he builds foundations.Set in Naruto’s era, alongside familiar faces like Uzumaki Naruto, Tōma walks a harder road. An ordinary background means every step forward must be earned, and every mistake will cost more than it would for those born blessed.This is the story of how far a “normal” shinobi can climb in a world ruled by bloodlines, legends, and monsters and whether discipline and talent, honed without shortcuts, can stand tall among them.