Judge of the Nine Hells: I Use the Book of Life and Death to Conquer the Inner Court

Feng Jiuyou ran roughshod over the underworld for nine hundred years. Then, in a single day, she was demoted, and awoke inside someone else's coffin.

Not only was she forced into a ghost marriage, but now she was about to be buried alive as a sacrifice?

How could a dignified judge of the underworld put up with such an insult? She was just about to flip the funeral hall upside down when she realized that the “corpse” lying in the coffin was warm!

Their eyes met, and murderous intent flared.

One was a lawless female King of Hell who loved playing tricks, with paper figures carrying her sedan chair.

The other was a scheming fake corpse, pretending to be dead, shrouded in sinister energy and watching coldly from the sidelines.

Xiao Jin: “My lady, your medical skills are extraordinary. This marquis... has learned his lesson.”

Feng Jiuyou: “Move. You're blocking me from earning merit!”

From then on, the marquis's manor gained a young madam who never played by the rules.

Her scumbag father gives her a hard time? One divination, and he'll lose money to ward off disaster!

Her stepmother frames her? She'll send a vengeful ghost after her!

Her reborn elder sister brags? Ha! I'll show you what true despair looks like!

By day, she's the frail (not really) young madam of the marquis's manor. By night, she's the “King of Hell,” feared by all the ghosts in the ghost market. She runs a pawnshop between the worlds of yin and yang, helps wronged souls pass on, earns merit, and keeps herself delightfully busy.

But why is Xiao Jin, the supposedly sickly heir, getting more and more clingy? He even wants to “go into business” with her?

Xiao Jin: “My lady, the capital isn't safe. This marquis... will protect you personally.”

Feng Jiuyou: “...Get lost!”