Don't Mess with Me! My Thunder Arts Reach the Divine

Yu Tangtang, a modern-day office drone, opens her eyes and finds herself lying in a five-hundred-year-old tomb. The good news: she successfully returns to life in someone else’s body. The bad news: its original owner, the eldest legitimate daughter of the occult Yu family in the early Ming dynasty, died five hundred years ago. Even more absurdly, it took her two whole years lying in the grave to gather enough strength to crawl out. Two hundred years later would be the twenty-first century; five hundred years later would be the Republic of China era. A modern soul like hers has landed in the Republic of China, five hundred years in the past. Well, she’s already here, so she might as well make the best of it. After climbing out of the grave, Yu Tangtang discovers she inherited all of the original owner’s memories of Maoshan magic: drawing talismans, hand seals, footwork, feng shui. She hasn’t learned how to do any of them. Only the Thunder Arts and spirit-summoning seem etched into the depths of her soul, and a casual rub of her hands is enough to unleash purple lightning. The Yu clan, who have guarded the tomb for generations, kneel in a crowd and call her “Great-Grandaunt.” Only then does she learn that the Yu family rose from a minor occult sect in the early Ming dynasty to a top-tier star among Shanghai’s wealthy in the Republic of China era. She outranks everyone in the family, seven generations above the current clan head. No Wi-Fi, no phone, no milk tea. In the Republic of China, she can only stay alive by complaining. Her half-baked Maoshan magic keeps backfiring: her talismans look like scribbles, and she trips while hunting ghosts and lands in a muddy ditch. In the end, she relies on the hard-hitting Thunder Arts to make it through. Shanghai’s occult circles are in an uproar: the Yu family has a Great-Grandaunt who’s lived for five hundred years!