This Big Sister Is a Hell-Raising Street Punk, Absolutely Terrifying

[No romance + wish fulfillment + the heroine has her own small team + gets more satisfying as it goes]

Fu Ning was a great master of the mystic arts a thousand years ago, a wanderer in the human world who never entered the cycle of reincarnation. She awakens once every fifty years, and how long she stays awake depends on how much lifespan she has earned from other people.

This time, something went wrong when she woke up. Her old friends had stopped looking after her, and it would take a while for the people who served her to find her. Out of touch with modern society, Fu Ning could only follow the original owner’s memories to look for her relatives. By chance, she came across her cousin Fu Lang being bullied.

Later, Fu Lang gradually learned who his older cousin really was, and was left speechless...

Other masters of the mystic arts drew talismans, set up formations, and read feng shui. Fu Ning couldn’t do any of that.

There were ghosts in the neighborhood, so Grandma got a talisman from someone and Fu Lang handed it to Fu Ning.

Fu Lang: “Grandma had a master draw this. It’s the thought that counts. Wear it.”

Fu Ning: “You should believe in science.”

Younger brother: “Then what do you say about seeing ghosts?”

Fu Ning: “My eyesight is good.”

Younger brother: “What about grabbing a ghost with your bare hands?”

Fu Ning: “I’m strong.”

Younger brother: “Why are those ghosts afraid of you, then?”

Fu Ning: “I have plenty of yang energy.”

Younger brother: “...”

Younger brother: “You’re the young sect leader of the mystic arts. How can you not know a single skill?”

Fu Ning, chewing on a piece of dried sweet potato: “Yep. So what?”

The truth was, Fu Ning always won by a landslide, no matter who she faced.

Other people: “I barely survived!”