Just a Slap, and the Country Girl Turns Out to Be the True Heiress and a Grandmaster of the Mystical Arts

Lu Wuyi, the founding patriarch of the Tianji Sect in the cultivation world, woke up to find she had become the real country-bred heiress from Blue Star who had been kicked out of her home.

Hmph! This patriarch doesn't care for any of that.

With a change of circumstances, Lu Wuyi became an honored guest of the Gu family, one of the four top-tier families in Guan City.

She opened an online fortune-telling shop, offering everything from fortune-telling and talismans to ghost-hunting.

A food streamer who had lost her sense of taste clung to her last hope: “Master Lu, I can't taste anything anymore. You have to help me.”

Lu Wuyi saw at a glance that it was a substitution talisman and casually broke it.

The perpetrator suffered a backlash from the spell, and her tongue was completely destroyed.

You reap what you sow.

A beautiful, refined, sickly young man lying in bed said, “Master Lu, I'm sorry to make you come all this way.”

Lu Wuyi wiped the tears from the corner of her mouth. “It's no trouble at all.”

Before long, Lu Wuyi had made a name for herself throughout Guan City, attracting all sorts of shameless pests.

Hmph! You dare come crawling back? Then don't blame this patriarch for being ruthless.

The fake heiress, a scheming white lotus, wept pitifully. “Little sister, it's all my fault. I stole your place. I'll leave right away.”

Smack!

Lu Wuyi slapped her right back. Who are you trying to take advantage of?

Her blind brothers!

Smack!

Her scumbag father and wretched mother!

Smack!

Lu Wuyi let out a long breath, releasing all her pent-up frustration. That felt good.