Ling Shuangyue, the ancestor of Xuanmen who had been cultivating on the mountain for eighteen years, was finally kicked off the mountain by his master. The euphemistic name is: enter the world to practice and experience the world of mortals.
On the first day she came down the mountain, she was taken home by a wealthy couple who claimed to be her biological parents.
However, life in a wealthy family seems to be different from what you imagined.
The fake daughter is so pitiful that she is the thorn in the side of the whole family; her biological parents regard her as a stain and warn her to keep to herself; her three brothers mock her and tell her not to dream about things that do not belong to her.
Ling Shuangyue: "Oh, great, no one disturbs my peace."
She just wants to find a place to continue practicing, ascend as soon as possible, and make some money to make ends meet.
As a result, there is a mysterious fortune teller in the market.
"Sir, if your hall is darkened, there will be a bloody disaster within three days."
"Madam, your ancestral grave has been tampered with, and your luck has been lost. In less than half a month, the company will go bankrupt."
At first, no one took her words seriously, until all the prophecies came true.
The whole upper class is going crazy! Wealthy bosses, top celebrities, and business tycoons have crossed the threshold one after another, just to ask for her advice.
Looking at the growing numbers in her bank card, Ling Shuangyue nodded with satisfaction: "The experience in the world of mortals seems to be quite interesting."
But the mysterious boss who was rumored to be decisive and not approachable to women was pestering her every day.
"Master Ling, what do you think I'm missing in my life?"
Ling Shuangyue glanced at him: "You are not lacking in all five elements, but you are lacking in mind."
But the man said affectionately: "No, I miss you in my life."
Later, when Ling Shuangyue's vests fell off one by one, everyone was shocked to realize that this person came from the countryside.