The Real Heiress Returns to the Mystical Sect, and the Powerful Beg Her to Break Their Curse

The day the Gu family brought home the real heiress they had accidentally switched at birth, all of Jiangcheng waited to see her make a fool of herself.

Rumor had it she had grown up in a country Taoist temple, with a gloomy personality and no education.

The fake heiress even teared up in public. “If Big Sister doesn’t like me, I can move out...”

I lowered my head to fiddle with the century-old vengeful ghost I’d just subdued, idly wondering: How could the Gu family’s feng shui be even more ominous than a mass grave?

Then Pei Du, the legendary “cursed loner” and underworld king of the business world, showed up at my door.

In front of everyone, he pressed an ancestral jade pendant worth hundreds of billions into my hand. “My lady, it’s time to undo the shackles you placed on me yourself three hundred years ago.”

On the inside of the pendant was a talisman I knew all too well, one that absolutely shouldn’t have been here: the soul-suppressing spell I had drawn with my own hand in my previous life.