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 hearts of the Fan family were in their throats, with Fan Shizhong and Fan Yunxi shouting for caution.


Nanli didn't dodge. Her eyes focused, she pushed Xie Beihan aside with one hand to keep him out of her way. With the Dark Moon Sword in her hand, she struck swiftly and fiercely.


The thousand-year-old ghost had roamed the mortal world for many years; ordinary talismans and peachwood swords couldn't harm him. At first, he didn't take the Dark Moon Sword seriously. However, he quickly regretted it. When the Dark Moon Sword struck him, it penetrated his ghostly aura, leaving wounds that sizzled and caused him immense pain, making his power ebb away.


He became enraged. Fan Guizong had needed to set up an array to capture him and temporarily suppress him in the spirit pouch. Within three to five days, he could have broken free. Yet, this young girl, with just a peachwood sword, had him on the retreat!


Summoning Three Heavenly Thunders