What! The Little Beast Turns Out to Be a Master of the Occult

【Metaphysics + Fortune-Telling + Feel-Good Fiction + Powerful Heroine + No Romance + Ghost-Hunting + Sweet Romance + Episodic Plot】 As a ferocious beast, she should have been free to roam the Six Realms and wreak havoc everywhere. Instead, an old man treated her like his precious little darling. A thousand years ago, she perished alongside an evil cultivator. A thousand years later, she was reincarnated as a human. Her love-obsessed mother got into a car accident and became a vegetable. When she went to live with her uncle, her cousin drugged her. Si Yan smiled sweetly. “Cousin, oh, wait, you're not my uncle's biological daughter.” Her cousin clutched her face in despair. “Mom, you had an affair?” Her aunt... Well, is it possible I adopted you? Looking at her comatose mother, Si Yan propped her chin on her hand and sighed. “Mom, stop pretending. Dad isn't here.” Her comatose mother sprang up. “Damn it, I'm in a coma and he still can't be bothered to visit?” Si Yan... Could it be that Dad isn't among the living? Though she was a ferocious beast, she was cursed to be broke. Money other people gave her mysteriously disappeared, and she could only spend what she earned herself. Life was hard. The ferocious beast sighed, set up a little stool, and went back to her old job: fortune-telling on the street. “Master, could you pick an auspicious wedding date for me?” Si Yan: “Oh, it looks like you're having your funeral next month. You don't need to pick a date for a funeral, just a time. That'll be a thousand...” “Master, I want to have both a son and a daughter.” Si Yan: “I'm a fortune-teller, not a turtle in a wishing pond. Wait a minute... You already have both a son and a daughter...” “Well, look at that, a young girl who can tell fortunes? How much for a night?” Si Yan: “Keeping vigil costs ten thousand, wailing at a funeral with a suona band costs five thousand per session, cremation and a paper coffin cost three thousand. I'll even smash the bones for free if they don't break. Groups of two or more get a twenty percent discount. How many of you are there?”