The Divine Fortune-Teller Heiress Is So Powerful, Even Tough Guys Can't Handle Her

The moment Qiao Qing, a mystic grand-aunt, transmigrated, she had a passionate encounter with a hot young man.

After eating her fill and enjoying herself, Qiao Qing took off without looking back.

She had thought transmigrating meant starting at the top, but it turned out she was the genuine daughter of a wealthy family who wasn't loved by them.

The fake daughter said, "You're from the countryside, Sister. You must never have had anything good to eat. Here, have the soup I left over."

Qiao Qing poured the soup over her head and smiled wickedly. "Trash belongs in the trash can."

The fake daughter threw herself to the floor, then cried to everyone, "My sister pushed me!"

Qiao Qing gave her a spinning kick and smiled. "If I really laid a hand on you, you wouldn't be able to take it."

Qiao Qing had a blast catching ghosts on livestreams, telling fortunes, and spilling juicy secrets.

But who could have expected the hot young man to get clingy?

The hot young man is horny? Time to cultivate!

The hot young man needs spiritual power? Time to cultivate!

Even an iron body can't take this much cultivation!

Qiao Qing, plagued by the hot young man invading her dreams every night, clutched her aching lower back and swore at him:

"I only cultivated with you once. Do you really have to hold such a grudge? Get lost!"

The hot young man smiled dangerously. "Where should I get lost to? The sheets?"