The Strongest Heiress of the Immortal Sect

Hua Ningluo possessed the body of the notorious young wastrel from the foremost cultivation clan of the Southern Liang dynasty. Only after waking up did she learn that she had been a good-for-nothing who cockfought and dogfought, lifted young ladies' skirts, kicked in widows' doors, and earned a notorious reputation as the capital's number-one spoiled brat. Most importantly, the body's original owner had actually died while attempting to spy on a handsome man taking a bath!

Hua Ningluo declared that she truly had no face left to show anyone. With the attitude of someone who had already decided to let everything fall apart, Hua Ningluo then raced down the path of becoming a wastrel...

Passerby A: "Ah! Young Master Hua isn't dead, and he's gone out..."

Passerby B: "Damn, everyone run!"

Hua Ningluo: "Uh, is it really that effective? I haven't even shown off my wastrel skills yet!"

Her father: "Ning'er, my good daughter, you have a Heavenly Spiritual Root and outstanding talent. You should also calm down and devote yourself to cultivation."

Hua Ningluo: "Father, are you trying to work me to death? I'm not cultivating. I won't cultivate for the rest of my life..."

Her mother: "Then you have to find something to do, at least. It isn't a solution to loaf around all day!"

Hua Ningluo: "Find something to do? Sure, sure. Let's start by selling off the entire family fortune..."

"What do you mean, sell off the entire family fortune... You want to build an alchemy factory, contract a spirit spring for large-scale farming, mass-produce magical artifacts and talismans on assembly lines, and even export them?" The Hua family matriarch stared blankly at her precious granddaughter, Hua Ningluo, while the corner of her mouth twitched uncontrollably.