The Big Shot Returns, and the Fake Heiress Stops Pretending

Jiang Yaoyao spent eighteen years in a rural Taoist temple pretending to be a fortune-teller. On his deathbed, her master entrusted her with a three-year-old boy named Yin Xiaolou and told her that once the child called her "Mom," she would be able to do whatever she pleased. Before she could figure out what he meant, the Jiang family of the capital came looking for her: she was the real daughter who had been switched at birth.

On her very first day in the family home, she came across the fake heiress, Jiang Xuefu, with a female ghost clinging to her shoulder. One yellow talisman brought the situation under control, and from then on the whole family knew no peace: her great-grandfather's ghost smacked her father's head, a Ming dynasty general's tomb was unearthed at a construction site, and a century-old female corpse was buried beneath a kindergarten slide. Jiang Yaoyao set her prices upfront: one hundred thousand for each time someone called her big sister, three hundred thousand and up for feng shui readings, and five hundred thousand to start for ghost-catching. The capital's elite had been waiting to laugh at her, but soon realized she wasn't some country bumpkin. She was a walking nuclear weapon.

Yin Xiaolou wasn't an ordinary child either. He was the King of Ghosts from the Underworld, sealed inside a little boy's body. A single pee from him subdued a century-old female corpse, and three grilled sausages were enough for him to take down the Serpent Guardian. With the boy and a Bell for Sealing Yin, Jiang Yaoyao took down three branches of the Xuantian Society, rescued her grandmother, who had been imprisoned for twenty-two years, and toppled the society's president, Shen Henian, in the process. But her grandmother told her that the Jiang family had guarded the entrance to the Underworld for generations. Twenty years ago, the Xuantian Society wiped out the entire Jiang family, and now it had returned to open the gates of the Underworld.

After Shen Henian's daughter was rescued from the bottom of a well, he owed Jiang Yaoyao a huge favor. But four branches of the Xuantian Society were still standing, the warehouse manager Qian Sihai had the national registry in his grasp, and something was still imprisoned beneath the Third Gate. Yin Xiaolou squatted by her legs, munching on a grilled sausage, and asked when they would be done beating the bad guys.

Jiang Yaoyao slipped the Bell for Sealing Yin into her bag. "What's the rush? Let's eat our sausages first. The bad guys aren't going anywhere."