The Female Emperor Drains My Health, So I Make a Fortune in the City

A cold, aloof empress failed to take over a body and became the bloodsucking parasite in my head.

Zhao Dazhu was dumbfounded.

He hadn't gotten a chance to turn his life around through immortal fortune. Instead, he got a bloodsucking empress ancestor!

Every time she used immortal power, she drained ten percent of his blood and energy. Without a hundred-year-old ginseng root, he'd be sucked dry in no time.

Luckily, he had the upper hand as her Host, and the lofty empress was left with nothing but her sharp tongue.

He used his X-ray vision to scratch lottery tickets and spot bargains in jade, raking in millions a day as he frantically stocked up on ginseng to stay alive.

When he had some free time, he'd wolf down insanely spicy barbecue skewers and watch livestreams of beautiful women, driving the thousand-year-old, passionless empress into a trembling, furious meltdown!

At first, she said, "You vulgar street rat! I will grind your bones to dust!"

Later, blushing and gritting her teeth, she said, "...Roast ten more skewers, and I'll teach you an immortal art."

The day his cultivation-world enemies crossed into his realm to kill him, she risked being utterly obliterated to take a fatal blow for him.

With a cigarette dangling from his lips, Zhao Dazhu grinned, a fierce edge in his smile for the first time.

"You dare touch the person in my head? I'll wipe out your whole family!"