Beaten to Death by My Prince Consort? The Witch Takes Over and Slaughters the Inner Court

She was the world-ending Demoness of the Tianxuan Continent. After the righteous cultivators hunted her down, her remnant soul fell into the mortal world and possessed a useless princess who had been strangled by her prince consort and had her face stepped on by a concubine.

The original owner’s soul is still there, so she can control this body for only one stick of incense each day.

For the rest of the time, the original owner’s soul, reborn yet still a spineless coward, keeps swallowing her anger, enduring humiliation every step of the way.

The Demoness grits her teeth. “Rebirth really doesn’t make you any smarter!”

One stick of incense? Plenty.

On her first night possessing the body, she slaps half the prince consort’s mother’s face to pieces and kicks the concubine hard enough to break three ribs.

Before dawn, the whole household has been turned upside down.

Even better, she discovers that feeding on other people’s obsessions and resentment can extend her time in the body and restore her remnant soul.

And this world is full of “chosen protagonists.”

A legitimate daughter who’s a divine healer can bring the dead back to life with a single silver needle?

A farming-novel heroine has a space full of spiritual spring water?

And all those fated male leads: broken-engagement stories, son-in-law stories, rebirth-and-revenge stories… each one convinced he’s Heaven’s favorite?

Sorry, but in this great one’s eyes, they’re all walking supplements.

Later, her soul is restored, and she returns to the upper realm. The righteous immortal sects that once hunted her down beg for mercy as a tactical retreat:

“Di Zhao, we wronged you back then…”

She smiles and draws her whip.

“No need.”

“More than your apologies, I’m interested in your lives.”