I thought my soul would return to the heavens, but who knew I'd rise like a phoenix and make my name resound through the skies!
The clan elders took the money, the people, and the land. After grabbing everything, they flicked their sleeves and told us to get lost!
Lu Qianzhu remained expressionless, looking utterly despairing. “Are you really going to do this?”
The elders jeered, “You four useless trash have already been expelled from the clan. Enough talk. Get out!”
After hearing them out, Lu Qianzhu curled her lips into a smile and left with her family without another word, ready to start over on their own.
When they meet again, who will be the clan that holds power over the world, and who will be the genius whose brilliance is unmatched…
Gossip over tea:
“Have you heard? Lu Qianzhu is a martial arts genius. She reached the Azure rank at just fourteen and kicked the previous holder off the throne.”
“Apparently, Lu Qianzhu is a genius alchemist. She competed with the number-one alchemist in Tianqian Kingdom and made him so furious he spat blood.”
“I heard Lu Qianzhu made some kind of magical artifact, no one knows what rank it is, that smashed the Tianqian royal family's spirit snake sword into pieces.”
“And there's more! Lu Qianzhu is a mind cultivator. She only had to look at that spoiled princess once, and the princess started doing a striptease. She still doesn't dare leave the house!”
“Damn, who is this Lu Qianzhu? She's an all-around genius! How are the rest of us supposed to survive?”
Highlights:
The original Lu family coveted the Foundation-Building Pills made by Lu Qianzhu and shamelessly came to demand them. “You've eaten the Lu family's food, drunk the Lu family's water, and used the Lu family's things all these years. Now it's time for you to contribute. Starting today, provide the main Lu family with one hundred Foundation-Building Pills every month, and I'll let you return to the clan.”
Lu Qianzhu picked at her ear. “Are you stupid, or are you stupid, or are you stupid? One Foundation-Building Pill of mine costs one hundred thousand taels of gold! You want silver, do you? Guards, bring in one hundred thousand taels in silver coins and beat them with it!”
Two:
The finest ten-year-old Zhuyeqing liquor had disappeared. In its place was a stunning young man, seventeen or eighteen years old, half-naked, with a pair of fluffy red ears on his head.
Lu Qianzhu grabbed him by the ears. “Give me back my Zhuyeqing!”
“Ow, ow, ow!” The young man woke up, held up ten fingers, and looked at Lu Qianzhu pitifully. “I'm just a little fox. How would I know what Zhuyeqing is? I only drank, drank a little water.”
“Dismemberment, scorching, Meteor Fist!” Lu Qianzhu gave the young man's face a thorough pummeling. “Give me back my Zhuyeqing!”
“Stop, stop!” The young man's eyes filled with tears, making him utterly endearing. He went limp, leaned against Lu Qianzhu, rested his head on her chest, and nuzzled her. “Then I'll repay you with my body.”
Lu Qianzhu narrowed her eyes. How dare he take advantage of her? She grabbed the young man's fox tail and beat him back into his original form.
Seeing Lu Qianzhu's ferocious look, the little fox dug his claws into the ground as she dragged him along, carving deep scratches across the earth. In the end, the girl and the fox signed an unfair contract: he would serve her as a slave for the rest of his life, until Lu Qianzhu was satisfied.