The Metaphysical Heiress Became a Hit Among the Wealthy by Catching Ghosts

I, the top gluttonous Celestial Master of the Mystical Arts, was claimed by my wealthy biological father and brought home.

I thought I was in for a family-intrigue drama, but it turned out my entire family were my biggest fans.

My eldest brother gave me a top-tier magical artifact, and my second brother rented out an entire street of food stalls for me.

Lu, the richest man in the capital, warned me with a cold expression: "Stay away from me. I'm allergic to women."

I promptly stuffed an evil spirit into his arms. "Mr. Lu, black smoke is rising from your ancestral grave!"

The next day, the whole city was in an uproar: Master Lu stood outside my house all night, clutching a bag of roasted chestnuts.

"Good girl, let's start by turning our ancestral grave pink."