[Adorable child + mystical ghost hunting + feel-good pampered-by-everyone story + historical fantasy + no romance]
A blessed treasure from the immortal realm is struck down to the mortal world by a divine thunderbolt, becoming a little princess confined to the cold palace. A courtyard full of vicious ghosts from the start? Fubao swings her tiny fists and beats every ghost into begging for mercy!
Other children scream and cry when they see ghosts. Fubao just smiles at them.
Withered grass can be made into soul-locking spikes, and her little fists are as good as ghost-bashing hammers.
She yanks a water ghost right out of a deep well, then beats a blood-robed female ghost until her face is bruised and swollen.
Surrounded by a horde of vicious ghosts, she wins with one hand.
The ten thousand ghosts bow down and beg the little princess to spare their lives!
A poor Daoist priest outside the palace takes her in as his young apprentice. From then on, his divinations become accurate and his talismans work wonders.
Someone comes looking for trouble? One slap sends them flying.
A villain comes to kidnap her? Ghosts scare them into rolling away in a panic.
Everyone thinks she’s just a pitiful little orphan.
Only the ghosts and monsters know she’s a living ancestor with her fighting talent maxed out.
Fubao munches on a candied haw and swings her little feet. “I just want to wait quietly for my master.”
But until then, anyone who picks on me, human or demon, is getting beaten until even your own mother won’t recognize you...
