Zi Yunxi

A genius talisman practitioner is reborn as a seven-year-old girl! However, her innocent appearance belies her vicious personality. 
In the remote countryside, the Crown Prince runs into her, beating up her enemy. She is indifferent, but it’s love at first sight for the Crown Prince!
“Not good, Your Highness the Crown Prince, Her Highness the Crown Prince Consort used an immobilization talisman on His Majesty the Emperor, and His Majesty is currently eating dirt in the main hall.”
“Isn’t that normal? Who told that dog emperor to provoke my wife? I say it’s a job well done! Pour a bucket of ice water on him to cool him down!”
“Your Highness the Crown Prince, it’s really not good this time! The great Crown Prince Consort threw out three explosion talismans and destroyed Noble Consort Zheng and her house!”
A certain crown prince laughed madly. “Job well done! She’s truly my wife; she’s as awesome as always!”
“Crown Prince, Crown Prince, it’s seriously bad this time! A beautiful man appeared in the great Crown Prince Consort’s room!” You got cuckolded again!
The crown prince harshly picked up the handsome man half laying on her bed. “Who are you?” 
A certain consort replied with a stoic face. “I drew a deity-inviting talisman and summoned a venerable immortal of love.”
“Get lost as soon as you finish fighting!”
“Oh, sorry, it's easier to invite the devil in than to send him away!” I’m not leaving!
Embark on this adventure of a little stoic who just wants to grow stronger and protect her family but unwittingly ends up with a merry company of troublemakers. A riveting cocktail of cultivation, zombies, and sci-fic!


My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

Darling Qiao didn't make a sound, only staring doubtfully at the smiling Senior Xuanji.

This was a 200 year-old apparition of a soul. Not to mention that it was transparent, and the facial features were already blurred.

Seeing that she didn't respond after such a long time, Senior Xuanji evidently got anxious, and she urged, "Why aren't you kneeling down. Okay, okay, okay. I'll tell you everything. Why are you child so clever? That's right, that's right. To accept my cultivation inheritance, you must promise to fulfill my three conditions. What I just said earlier—becoming my Xuanji School's Second Headmaster—is the first condition."

The language trap that this deceptive senior had set two hundred years ago was probably to let the junior that came in be smitten with the Xuanji Core after seeing it, immediately leading them into kneeling down and accepting her condition.

Three Conditions