Upon awakening, the apocalypse's metaphysics master, Nan Li, found herself as the lost Sixth Miss of the Anyang Marquis Manor

Thinking it would be a story of abuse, she never expected all five of her brothers to dote on her one after another!

Nan Li shouted, "Stop pampering me! In fact, I can do everything, from capturing ghosts, exterminating demons, divination, physiognomy, to healing and saving people. I'll lead the family to rise in power and wealth!"

Accidentally saving the Ninth Prince, who held great power in the court, Nan Li found him renowned for his cold and unfeeling demeanor. However, he became utterly addicted to pampering her and refused to take other concubines.

The scheming and malicious women were angry, shouting, "The prince lacks heirs, how can this be allowed?!"

Nan Li pointed at the line of little ghost-catching disciples and said, "I'll cure your poor eyesight!"

The Ninth Prince lifted her in his arms and said, "We have a bit of thin property that needs to be inherited, so we'll have a few more children."

Later on—

Nan Li looked at the continuous immortal mountains and the room full of treasures, her mouth twitching, "I thought you had a throne to inherit, what's going on now?!"

The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife

The man screamed in agony, feeling his strength being drained away. 


But a golden light flashed by, forcing the ghost child to retreat. 


Some fearful onlookers stepped back, but others, driven by curiosity, approached cautiously to catch a glimpse of the mysterious creature. 


The ghost child suddenly raised its head, revealing a terrifying countenance. 


"A ghost!" exclaimed the crowd, instantly thrown into panic. 


They tried to retreat, but it was too late. 


The ghost child had already chosen its prey and lunged towards another unfortunate soul. 


"Monster!" a slightly youthful voice rang out, "Senior Sister!" Zhi Mi, dressed in a gray robe and wielding a peach wood sword, swung it towards the horrifying child. 


Temporarily repelled, the child immediately unleashed its haunting web. 


The web ensnared the child within its grasp. 


As soon as the child made contact with the web, a sizzling sound emanated from its hands, feet, and skin. 


The Role of a Mentor