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Other language: Vietnamese
Tác giả: Mo Xiao Qiqi
Trạng thái: Đang ra
Nguồn: fanqienovel.com
A fake heiress? So ... Kill them all, and wouldn’t I become the real one?
假千金？全杀了，不就成真的了
Qi Yu ascended to godhood for less than a second before being summoned away by a descendant. He hadn't even gotten a taste of what being an immortal felt like. Returning to the newbie village and bullying noobs was incredibly satisfying. One moment you provoke her, and the next second, your sect's old ancestor will be haunting your dreams, urging you to kneel and apologize - and dying might even be necessary if things get serious. However, this little descendant who summoned her was quite intriguing. Surrounded by a killing aura and on the brink of death, they somehow learned an ancient secret technique that actually summoned her. Oh, an innocent child becoming an unwitting scapegoat - how heartbreaking. The Qi family's burden was too massive, and she wasn't about to carry it. But how this burden came to be? Well, that's something worth figuring out how to return to sender. Cross her, and you'll find you've kicked an iron board. Lacking helpers upon arrival? No problem. This newly captured male ghost was incredibly useful - point and he attacks, even proactively clearing obstacles. One escaped big shot (in the most respectful, subordinate-approved posture): "Esteemed master, do you have any commands?" Shocking the group of small ghosts into collectively falling over! "Hey, no way, boss, what's with this abstract performance?"