The Ancestor Returns, Shocking the Entire Taoist World
The master of the mystic arts, Chi Xingwan, was reborn as a pitiful girl bearing her name. Her parents had been murdered, their fortune seized by her uncle’s family, and even her adopted sister had st
Knock, knock, knock...
“Are you ready? It’s getting late—we need to set out as soon as possible.”
Butler Li looked up at the gloomy sky and sighed.
He had served as the Li family’s butler for nearly ten years. Only recently had he learned that Mr. Li’s niece, who had gone missing many years ago, was still alive.
Speaking of this niece, both Mr. and Mrs. Li wore expressions of disdain, yet they had no choice but to bring the girl home.
For this, Butler Li had endured a two-hour flight, followed by another five or six hours on a long-distance bus. His aging back ached terribly by the time he finally arrived.
Inside the house, Xingwan Li gazed impassively at the King of the Underworld.
“The original owner of this body shares both your name and your fate,” the Underworld King explained. “I searched for a long time to find such a match, then went to great lengths to preserve her body after death.”
“And it comes with a complicated family background as well. Isn’t that convenient?”
The Underworld King let out a sly chuckle. “There’s nothing to be done about that. With your power and the weight of your baleful aura, no ordinary body could withstand your soul.”
Xingwan Li looked at him with a half-smile, half-smirk.
“Take it back and start over? I’m afraid it can’t be helped—your soul is simply too strong for a typical vessel.”
Knock, knock, knock...
The sound of someone rapping at the door came again.
At last, Xingwan Li released him. “Fine, you can go. If I need anything, I’ll call for you.”