The Powerful Join Forces to Flee, with a Three-and-a-Half-Year-Old Darling in Tow

Xu Weiwang transmigrated into the body of a three-year-old child. Looking at her family, who were all stone-cold dead, she could barely hold back her tears. Then, to her surprise, they all came back to life. Her father stuck out a delicate finger, pitched his voice high, and said, “Bring our family the thousand-year-old lingzhi and pheasant soup.” Xu Weiwang: ...Her father was the chief eunuch?

Her mother jumped up and grabbed a door panel. “You lackeys of the imperial court! I, Xu Erniang, would rather die than surrender!” Xu Weiwang: ...Her mother was the queen of a bandit stronghold?

Her older brother woke up and excitedly grabbed Xu Weiwang. “Apprentice, I found a genius with all five spiritual roots! Our sect can rise again!” Xu Weiwang: ...Her brother was the senior disciple of an immortal cultivation sect?

Her older sister cast a sultry glance and cooed, “You really would pay a thousand gold to see me smile, my dear client? ...Bah! Dream on!” Xu Weiwang: ...Her sister was a mad beauty.

As they fled alongside these powerful figures, all Xu Weiwang had to do was act cute. But she had a pocket dimension too.