Don’t Expose My Secret Identity! Your Metaphysics Ancestor Has Descended the Mountain

Jiang Lin spent fifteen years cultivating on Qingxuan Mountain. Before her master died, he gave her three tasks: find her senior brother, rebuild the Taoist temple, and save people who were hopelessly lovesick. Then she discovered that her master also owed the fox spirit next door three hundred years of cultivation, the village shop three years of credit, and a pile of other debts too numerous to count. On her first day down the mountain, she was crouched by the roadside trying to figure out how to unlock a shared bike when a wealthy couple mistook her for the daughter they had lost eighteen years ago and insisted on claiming her. Jiang Lin: “I’m not.” Her mother: “You are.” Her father: “You definitely are.” Jiang Lin looked at the luxurious villa before her and rubbed her growling stomach. “Fine. I’ll start with a good meal.” On her first day living with the Jiang family, she casually remarked, “Tree roots have grown through your family’s ancestral graves.” Her father sent people to dig them up that very night, and sure enough, they unearthed an evil object. From then on, Jiang Lin led a double life: an idle rich girl on the surface, and an occult powerhouse in reality. She helped the family’s real daughter put an end to the nightmares caused by having her fortune stolen for seven years, then casually burned down an old locust tree that was summoning spirits. One night, a shadowy figure blocked her window and asked in a sinister voice who she was. She replied, “I’m your ancestor.” And what was more troublesome, why was that young master from the Lu family, always surrounded by a crowd of “good buddies,” getting more and more clingy? But the troubles didn’t end there. The mastermind behind the fortune-stealing, the man called “Sir,” had set his sights on Qingxuan Mountain thirty years ago. He was behind her master’s death and the theft of the fox spirit’s inner core. Jiang Lin looked at the clues and gave a cold laugh. What you owe my master, what you owe my friends... I’ll settle it all, one debt at a time.