The 1970s: The Miaojiang Saintess Curses Them, and the Worst of the Worst Go Mad

[Earlier era + medicine + sweet romance + devoted couple, one-on-one + feel-good story]

In her previous life, she was the dreaded Holy Maiden of Miaojiang. In a single day, Shen Nanxing transmigrated and became a pitiful girl in the 1970s who everyone could bully.

A hellish start? Her horrible adoptive mother wanted to sell her to a fool for the bride price, while her vicious sister-in-law wanted to steal her dead mother’s keepsakes.

Shen Nanxing smiled faintly and flicked a finger. “Want to sell me? Learn how to behave first!”

And so, strange things began happening in Linjia Village...

The vicious mother-in-law suddenly started barking like a dog in front of everyone. “Woof! I want to sell my daughter-in-law for a bicycle! Woof, woof!”

The awful sister-in-law suddenly started doing a spicy dance in the middle of the street, shouting as she danced that she wanted to marry the village secretary.

That wasn’t all. The scumbag educated youth who wanted to swindle her out of her money and take advantage of her was struck by such agony whenever he got more than three meters from Shen Nanxing that he fell to his knees, sobbing and begging for forgiveness.

The villagers were horrified. “Has the Lin family been possessed?”

Shen Nanxing calmly sipped her tea. “Don’t spread rumors. That’s a neurological disorder.”

Lu Zheng, the cold-faced big shot sent down to the countryside, had once been a staunch materialist.

That was before he saw Shen Nanxing command bees into battle formations and have ants carry off all the valuables from the awful family’s home.

One day, one of the awful lot pointed at Shen Nanxing and cursed, “She’s a witch! She uses black magic!”

Lu Zheng stood impassively in front of Shen Nanxing and adjusted his glasses with perfect seriousness.

“Don’t talk nonsense. Scientific research shows this is a visual hallucination caused by your severe paranoia. Don’t be afraid, darling. I just wrote a paper on mental illness. Let me show it to them.”

Shen Nanxing stroked Xiaoqing, her life-bound Gu worm, on her wrist and smiled brightly.

“Engineer Lu, your science seems a little biased, doesn’t it?”