She is a genius bug-witch from an ancient village who traveled through time, only to end up as a plaything in a burial chamber! With scumbag men running rampant and scheming women everywhere, she gives a cold smile: “I’ve got connections—why should I fear you?” He is the noble Ninth Prince, to whom ministers kneel and the emperor bows, yet he is captivated by her alone! He smiles affectionately: “As long as I’m here, you can take on any trouble this world has to offer!” Pfft! I never said you were my backer! What are you doing... mmm...
She is a genius bug-witch from an ancient village who traveled through time, only to end up as a plaything in a burial chamber! With scumbag men running rampant and scheming women everywhere, she gives a cold smile: “I’ve got connections—why should I fear you?” He is the noble Ninth Prince, to whom ministers kneel and the emperor bows, yet he is captivated by her alone! He smiles affectionately: “As long as I’m here, you can take on any trouble this world has to offer!” Pfft! I never said you were my backer! What are you doing... mmm...
Chapter 1: Rebirth (1) In a graveyard, a fresh grave stood out prominently. A jet-black, glossy coffin looked particularly eerie, and a group of people were huddled together, busily working on something. “Hurry up! Carry that coffin over there!” A woman dressed in lavish attire glared at the jet-black coffin and ordered with a grim expression. The servants dared not disobey; upon hearing her words, they immediately picked up the coffin and carried it toward the grave. With two or three heave-hoes, they tossed the coffin into the grave pit, and the three servants immediately began shoveling dirt into the pit. “Damn it, that stinking woman—even in death she won’t give us a moment’s peace! Ugh! Bad luck! Who’d want to do this kind of job?” One of them spat, his face twisted with disgust. “Exactly. If you ask me, we should’ve just dumped her in the mass grave! Would’ve saved us the trouble!” As soon as someone started complaining, another looked up and chimed in. “Hey, hey, keep your voices down! The lady is still here! Do you want to lose your heads?” one of them warned. The two glanced at the woman, whose face was so dark it looked as if rain might fall from it, and immediately fell silent, hastening their movements. When Hua Lingqin opened her eyes again, she was met with darkness. The pain in her lungs made her frown uncontrollably. Wait a minute! My lungs?! Hua Lingqin’s previously foggy mind cleared instantly. She clearly remembered that she’d been careless while refining a bug charm and had been struck by a backlash—so why were her lungs hurting?! Just as she was puzzling over this, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her head, as if a small knife were slicing through her nerves. Hua Lingqin couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan. Her vision went black as a flood of memories not her own surged into her mind, flashing before her eyes like a movie reel. After a long while, the pain finally subsided. Hua Lingqin lowered her hand from her head, exhaled a long breath, and began to quickly sort through her thoughts. Though it was hard to believe, the memories confirmed the truth: she, Hua Lingqin, had failed in her bug-refining ritual due to a momentary lapse in concentration and had been transported to another world. What a coincidence—this body also belonged to a Hua Lingqin, the legitimate daughter of the Hua family. Not long ago, her father had given her to Lei Fang, the legitimate son of the Lei family, as a bride to ward off misfortune. Tragically, Lei Fang died before they could even marry, so she was used as a burial sacrifice, suffocating to death alive in that sealed coffin! Hua Lingqin touched her chest, where a fierce surge of hatred was churning violently. She didn’t know if it was because she had inherited this body, but she could clearly sense the original owner’s emotions as if they were her own. Hua Lingqin couldn’t help but frown; she hated this feeling of being controlled by others. But before she had time to think further, a suffocating sensation washed over her. The coffin had long been sealed shut, and there was almost no oxygen left—it was a miracle Hua Lingqin had managed to hold on this long! Reaching up to grip the top of the coffin, Hua Lingqin gave a cold laugh. It was sealed tight indeed. With a forceful slap of her hand, a loud crash echoed, and the heavy coffin lid flew open! Oxygen surged in from all directions. Hua Lingqin grabbed the sides of the coffin and slowly pulled herself up, greedily gulping in the air. The blinding sunlight made it difficult for her to keep her eyes open. The three servants were so startled by the commotion that they dropped their shovels and scrambled back dozens of steps, staring in disbelief at the coffin lid on the ground. They clearly remembered that the coffin had been secured with over eighty nails—how on earth had this woman managed to break it open?! The sudden turn of events left everyone in the graveyard stunned. It took a long while before someone snapped out of it and shouted, “The harbinger of disaster has emerged! Quick, take her back!!” At the shout, the crowd snapped out of their daze and immediately lunged toward Hua Lingqin! Watching the crowd rush toward her, Hua Lingqin let out a cold laugh. Did these rabble-rousers actually dare to act so brazenly?! She pushed off the edge of the coffin with both hands, leaping into the air. She grabbed a fist swinging toward her and twisted her arm with all her might. “Crack!” The man instantly felt as if his arm had been shattered; the pain turned his face pale. Hua Lingqin spun on her heel and kicked out, sending several figures flying through the air before they crashed to the ground with a thunderous thud. Hua Lingqin moved like the wind, too fast for anyone to catch. In the blink of an eye, dozens of men lay sprawled on the ground, clutching their chests and arms and wailing in agony. Brushing the dirt from her clothes, Hua Lingqin curled the corners of her lips. Just a few lowly minions, yet they dared to be so arrogant. Although she had once relied primarily on bug magic, her martial arts skills had never been neglected. Those who hadn’t closed in turned pale with fear at the sight, their feet involuntarily retreating. How had they never realized this woman possessed such formidable martial arts skills?! Suddenly, a shrill female voice rang out, “You wretch! How dare you act so presumptuously now?!” The shrill voice made Hua Lingqin frown involuntarily. She turned to look in the direction of the voice and saw a woman dressed in lavish finery, her hair standing on end as she pointed an accusing finger at her. A white ribbon was tied around the woman’s head, signifying a death in the family. Memories flooded back to Hua Lingqin: this was Lei Fang’s mother, Liu Ruping! Seeing Hua Lingqin looking her way, Liu Ruping’s expression grew even more grim. She screamed, “You wretch! You cursed my son to death! You made me bury my own child while I’m still alive! And now you dare to act so brazenly here! You had the audacity to break out of the coffin! Do you realize what a grave insult this is to my son?! Are you trying to rebel?!” Liu Ruping grew more and more frenzied in her tirade: “Poor son of mine! At such a young age, and now he has to suffer this torment! It’s all your fault! It’s all because of you, you vile woman! Give me back my son! Give him back to me!! You must pay with your life!” As she ranted, she actually began wailing and crying. Hua Lingqin crossed her arms, watching Liu Ruping’s tantrum with amusement. She had never realized just how comical a woman could be when she turned into a complete shrew. As Liu Ruping wailed and ranted, the crowd immediately joined in. “Exactly! Just look at her! Our young master was perfectly fine until this woman showed up and everything went wrong!” “What’s so great about her being a legitimate daughter? She’s nothing but a harbinger of disaster!” “No manners! How dare she break out of the coffin! That’s a grave act of disrespect!” “The moment I saw her, I knew this woman was no pushover! Just look at her features! She’s clearly a star of misfortune! It was only a matter of time before she dragged our young master down! And now she dares to break out of the coffin! That’s defying the will of heaven! This woman won’t live long!” All sorts of remarks drifted over, mingling with Liu Ruping’s wailing—the sound was unbearably jarring to the ears. Hua Lingqin wore an expression of utter indifference, appearing completely unfazed by the barrage of criticism, as if she hadn’t heard a word of it. After a while, when the commotion had died down somewhat, Hua Lingqin uncrossed her arms, rubbed her ears, and said, “Are you done? That was really noisy.”
