The Fake Heiress Takes Control of Yin and Yang and Goes on a Killing Spree

The day the Jiang family's real heiress returns, everyone expects Jiang Wu, the fake heiress, to be thrown out of the wealthy family.

Her parents resent her for taking someone else's place, her brother calls her ungrateful, her fiancé breaks off their engagement in public, and the entire internet accuses her of stealing another girl's life.

But no one knows that Jiang Wu has already died once.

In her previous life, her yang fate was stolen, her yin bones were carved out, and her destiny was stripped away. Even after she died, the Jiang family used her remains to suppress the Ghost Gate.

Reborn, she opens her Yin-Yang Eyes and discovers that seven infant spirits cling to the so-called real heiress, her natal yin contract is locked away in the Jiang family ancestral hall, and her own birth mother, long believed dead, has been trapped in a soul lamp in an evil cultivator sect for eighteen years.

Jiang Wu smiles.

Want my room? Fine. Give me back my mother's inheritance first.

Want my engagement? Fine. Settle the Lu family's debt of blood first.

Want to be the real heiress? Fine. Let's see if the seven lives on her will agree.

From then on, she severs ties with her family at a gala, calls in the Jiang family's ancestral debt at their graves, livestreams the truth on a supernatural variety show, and cuts down cultivators and interrogates souls in the Gui Xu Sect's evil formation.

Others cultivate immortality with spiritual roots.

Jiang Wu practices the Way by collecting debts.

The Jiang family begs her to come back. Her brothers regret everything and lose their minds. The real heiress sobs and begs for mercy. The evil cultivator sect flees overnight.

With the Ledger of Judged Souls in hand and her feet on the path between Yin and Yang, Jiang Wu reclaims her yang fate, finds her yin bones, investigates the secrets of her mother's family, judges the evil spirits of the mortal world, and shatters the schemes of the mystic world.

Later, the Ghost Gate bursts open, and ten thousand ghosts roam the night.

Terrified, everyone asks her, “Jiang Wu, who are you, really?”

Clad in a bloodstained Daoist robe beneath the thunderclouds, she laughs softly:

“I am Jiang Wu.”

“And I am the new ruler of Yin and Yang in this world.”