Lu Wancheng died.
She was the legitimate daughter of the Lu clan of Yaolin, an immortal family. Precocious and well-mannered, calm and sensible, she was not yet fifteen, yet more dependable than the grown sons and daughters of other families.
There was nothing to fault her for.
Sadly, mediocre talent was the original sin of an immortal family. Her parents still favored her little, her siblings looked down on her, and even the servants paid her no mind.
She always thought she just wasn't good enough.
So she worked a hundred, even a thousand times harder than everyone else, all just to earn a single word of praise.
Only when she was forcibly dressed in a red bridal gown, locked in a coffin to lie beside a corpse, and buried alive did she understand. The sole purpose of her life had been to serve as a sacrificial stand-in in her younger sister's ghost marriage, taking the fated death calamity meant for the Lu family's true daughter.
Lu Wancheng awoke on the road to the underworld. Looking out at the gloomy ghost road beyond the bridal sedan, she felt the urge to rebel for the first time.
So she rasped to the ghosts carrying the sedan, "...You've taken a wrong turn."
At the end of the Yellow Springs lies Youdu Mountain, home to a thousand-year-old demon who has withdrawn from the world: an eight-tailed black fox, the true strongest being in this realm.
Even the King of Hell must seek permission before entering.
Since Youdu Mountain is entirely black, she is revered as Lady Qing.
They say Lady Qing has committed countless murders and is as moody as she is dangerous. Fortunately, she now lives in seclusion on Ghost Mountain, taking no interest in worldly affairs.
Naturally, no one dares disturb her. Everyone hopes she will never leave the mountain.
That is, until a bridal sedan accidentally blundered into Youdu Mountain.
The elegant and imposing great demon lifted the sedan curtain, revealing a little girl curled awkwardly in her bridal gown, her soul on the verge of scattering.
She reached out to toss the impudent little thing away, only to have the girl crash right into her arms.
Her subordinates drew their swords in alarm and shouted, "Mind your manners! Let go of Madam!"
Eyes closed, the little thing clung to her like an octopus. She had only caught two words, and murmured them back: "...Madam."
The great demon raised an eyebrow.
Amid immortal clan rivalries and rampant demons and ghosts, the turbulent times suddenly saw the emergence of a capricious "Ghost Blade."
No immortal could match her above, and below, the ghosts of the Yellow Springs followed in her wake. She feared no one and cared for no one's opinion.
The Immortal Sage and the Demon Emperor, enemies for a thousand years, both called her a lunatic. The King of Hell even declared that he never wanted to see her again.
Every clan both feared her and wanted her on their side, so they all rushed to make offers.
The Lu clan of Yaolin even brought their beloved daughter to pay her a personal visit, bearing countless treasures and spirit artifacts in hopes of taking her as an adopted daughter.
Lu Wancheng toyed with the phoenix pearl she had once been able only to admire as a child, then glanced at the Lu family members' uncertain faces. She found it all dreadfully boring.
She tossed it out the window and said indifferently, "This won't do... My Madam will get angry."
"Please remember: there is no longer any legitimate daughter of the Lu clan of Yaolin. The person standing before you now is the young mistress of Youdu in the Yellow Springs."
Someone had already made up for all her hopes, her sorrows, and everything she had longed for but never obtained.
The great demon had come out of seclusion just to stand up for her. Leading thousands of demons and ghosts hidden behind the scenes, she smiled.
The little squirt had certainly grown up.
She couldn't help feeling a rare pang of melancholy. When the child was little, she had fearlessly clung to her great tail, calling her "Sister Fox" in a sweet little voice.
The older she got, the less affectionate she became. Now she would only call her "Madam."
And she wouldn't let anyone else call her that, either.
...Was this what they called a rebellious phase?
■ Raising a child, younger love interest, power couple, mutual healing, 1v1, happy ending
The younger one doesn't call her big sister, and has a bit of a wild streak x
Theme: Love yourself, and love those who deserve it
