The Most Spoiled in the Sixties: My Family Are Great Demons

A slice-of-life farming story about an ancient all-star team descending to the mortal world to earn work points and dote on me in every way imaginable.

My whole family is made up of ancient great demons, and I’m the only one with a purely mortal body. The spiritual veins of Changbai Mountain can sustain them, but they can barely keep me alive. The immortal energy in the spirit fields is draining my life force day by day.

So the ten-thousand-year-old Vermilion Phoenix led a whole group of big shots down to the mortal world

They sealed their powers, gave up their cultivation, and settled in the northern countryside in 1965 to earn work points. All so they could give me a bowl of ordinary human food and help me grow up safe and sound.

The Phoenix Ancestor tried sewing online, but after three days she’d scorched two patches. The Mountain-Moving Black Bear did his best to act like an ordinary farmer, but one swing of his hoe split the earth and drew the whole village over to watch. The ginseng spirit thought of nothing but food, chanting every day, “Big steamed buns, here I come!”

Other people went to the countryside to escape famine. I went with a whole group of max-level big shots to play house with me.

Later, I gradually grew up, studied, went to college, and left the mountain village. The old textbook Feng Zhuo used to teach me to read is still here. Qingman’s medicinal herbs once covered the whole courtyard, and the Black Bear’s cart still waits beneath the big willow tree at the entrance to town, ready to take me home.

This is the story of a group of ancient great demons who gave up eternal life and entered the mortal world for one ordinary human child. It’s full of the warmth of everyday life, food and chores, clumsy, almost laughable overprotectiveness, and a tenderness that spans ten thousand years.