The Three-and-a-Half-Year-Old Ancestress Goes Viral with Her Mystical Arts

Yan Nanxi was born in the Qing dynasty. She was just one step away from ascending to immortality when she was struck dead by lightning.

Many years later, the aftershocks of her senior brother's tribulation woke her up.

Her master said, “Child, you still need to build up more merit before you can ascend again.”

So the three-and-a-half-year-old ancestral grandmaster was sent down the mountain. She set her sights on the Yan family, the richest family in the capital. Word was, the family had gone three generations without a daughter, and they were steeped in merit and surrounded by purple auspicious qi.

Yan Nanxi crouched by the roadside and counted on her fingers. “Hmm, I'll just fake an accident and latch onto this family!”

From then on, the Yan family had a little ancestral grandmaster doted on by everyone.

Her billionaire father thought he'd picked up a sweet, adorable little girl. But on her very first day, the little grandmaster pointed at her fourth older brother's back and said, “There's a big sister clinging to you. Her tongue is this long~”

The whole family was so terrified that they called a Taoist priest in the middle of the night.

When the priest arrived, he saw her folding paper cranes out of talismans for fun and immediately dropped to his knees. “Spare me, senior!”

Later, the whole internet found out:

The three-and-a-half-year-old top-tier star who shot to fame by catching ghosts and telling fortunes was actually an ancestral grandmaster who had cultivated for three hundred years.

Yan Nanxi sighed as she hugged her baby bottle. “Merit is hard to earn, ghosts are hard to catch, and I still have to find time to do my kindergarten homework.”

Then one day, the gates of Heaven suddenly began to tremble.

The mysterious man Yan Nanxi had saved from a vicious ghost gently pushed open the heavenly gates, then turned and tousled her little hair buns. “Miss Key, three hundred years and you still haven't grown up?”

Yan Nanxi's eyes widened. Wait, that aura... Was it the very lightning bolt that struck me dead all those years ago?!