Her destiny stolen? The Divine Witch Ancestor has returned!

Chapter 1 The Witch Returns to the Mortal World

"Young Miss, you'd better leave quickly. If Madam sees you here, she'll be angry!"

"The master said you should calm down. Young Master Huo will only ever be the second young lady's fiancé! You've already taken on the eldest young lady's identity; you can't take away the person she loves!"

Amidst the pattering rain, a slender figure swayed as if about to fall, but then staggered back to his feet.

Aunt Liu became a little anxious when she saw that she was standing there and not moving.

She shoved the umbrella in her hand and said, "Hurry up and go, it'll be terrible if Madam sees you."

Unexpectedly, the figure shifted to the side and grabbed her wrist with lightning speed, the force so strong that Aunt Liu cried out in surprise.

"presumptuous!"

A glint of light flashed in those empty black eyes, and the expression on his previously numb face suddenly came to life.

A glint flashed in Wu Zhao's eyes. Shouldn't she be guarding the Yellow Springs Gate with her soul shattered?

She's alive again? Where is this?

After being rejected repeatedly, Aunt Liu became somewhat impatient: "What are you doing! Do you really think you're the eldest daughter of the Shen family?!"

The slightly ajar door was blown open by the wind, and someone was drawn over by the sound.

"What's going on?" Shen Chuan came out of the house when he heard the noise and frowned when he saw the two people struggling.

Just as Wu Zhao was getting used to her body, she felt a wave of yin energy approaching. In a low, hoarse voice, she snapped, "Get away from me, you filthy thing!"

Aunt Liu stared wide-eyed. Had this adopted daughter gone mad?! She was fawning over the young master before, and now she dared to swear at people?

Not pretending anymore?

Shen Chuan was taken aback: "Shen Zhaozhao, what tricks are you playing? Today is Jiaojiao's engagement day, not a place for you to act recklessly!"

A jumble of memories flooded his mind, and Wu Zhao frowned.

The real heiress, who longs for family affection, is forced to stay away from home by the fake heiress who pretends to be weak. Her relatives dislike and distance themselves from her, and even the servants in the house think she has ulterior motives and is bullying the fake heiress.

The reason she was brought back was because the fake heiress, Shen Jiaojiao, needed her life!

The vicious substitution technique directly led to the demise of this poor girl.

Wu Zhao pressed his temples: "Give me back my things and I'll leave."

"You didn't bring anything with you when you were brought back. What in this house belongs to you?" Shen Chuan felt that she was being unreasonable, and his displeasure grew stronger.

Wu Zhao sensed the curse remaining in his body, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Get out of my way, you're in my way."

She simply grabbed the black umbrella, swept Shen Chuan aside, and walked into the house.

Aunt Liu quickly helped Shen Chuan up, watching as Wu Zhao walked straight into the hall.

"She...she might be possessed by a ghost!"

In the warm and bright hall, she attracted a lot of attention as soon as she walked in. After all, among the well-dressed crowd, her thin and simple clothes made her stand out.

Wu Zhao had fully absorbed the original owner's memories, so he immediately identified the culprit.

"Sister, sister?" Upon seeing her walk in, Shen Jiaojiao, dressed in gorgeous clothes, had her pupils contract sharply.

However, she quickly concealed her emotions and looked at Wu Zhao, who was walking towards her, somewhat at a loss.

In Wu Zhao's eyes, Shen Jiaojiao's entire body was almost enveloped in dense yin energy, but instead of harming her, the yin energy seemed to nourish her.

Beneath the yin energy lies the original owner's fortune, intertwined and inseparable from it.

This woman who steals people's luck is actually so evil?!

Wu Zhao walked up to her without ceremony and, before anyone could react, grabbed her by the neck.

"Hand over the stuff."

A gasp rippled through the crowd; Shen Jiaojiao hadn't expected the usually reserved person to make such a bold move.

"Shen Zhaozhao, are you crazy! Let Jiaojiao go right now! You lunatic, I shouldn't have brought you back from my hometown!"

As Shen's mother emerged from the lounge, she screamed and rushed over.

"Shut up!" Wu Zhao was in pain all over her body, which made her a little impatient.

As soon as you get close to Shen Jiaojiao, your body feels like it's being torn apart by a chariot.

Wu Zhao had a splitting headache and his thoughts were in complete disarray.

This body was extremely thin and weak, with empty meridians.

Every step felt like walking on a knife's edge, bringing waves of excruciating pain to my entire body.

Wu Zhao even felt that he might suddenly die on the spot at any moment!

She, a dignified sorceress who guarded the gates of the underworld for three thousand years, has returned to the mortal realm only to fall to such a state!

What a pitiful body...

The unlucky original owner was actually single-mindedly trying to get along well with her sister.

He even gave her his most precious possession, completely unaware that she would wake up laughing in the middle of the night as she fawned over him and approached him to her death!

A curse from hell!

"If she says another word, I'll strangle her right now!"

Her hand tightened slightly, and then she heard Shen Jiaojiao's choked sobs: "Wh-what is that? Sister, calm down..."

Wu Zhao sneered, "Jade gourd, the keepsake left by Grandma, give it back to me!"

If it weren't for getting this thing back, why would the original owner have died so quickly?

The person who cast the curse will die faster the closer she gets to Shen Jiaojiao. She not only wants her luck, but also her life. What a vicious mind!

Shen Chuan came in after the pain subsided outside for a while, and said sternly, "Shen Zhaozhao, you madman, let go of Jiaojiao!"

Wu Zhao ignored him and kept his eyes fixed on Shen Jiaojiao.

Shen Jiaojiao was frightened by her gaze, and she struggled to remove the jade gourd from her wrist.

Wu Zhao took the small gourd, which wasn't particularly expensive, and rubbed it in his hand. Suddenly, he felt a sense of relief.

Something has completely left.

"Cough cough cough." Shen Jiaojiao coughed a few times after being released, and someone immediately rushed over from behind.

A palm strike, imbued with rage, hurtled towards Wu Zhao.

"You're courting death!" Wu Zhao shouted, turning the umbrella handle in his hand and lashing it behind him.

With a loud thud, the person was struck hard and staggered back several steps.

"You bitch!"

"Shen Zhaozhao! How dare you hit Young Master Huo!"

Shen Jiaojiao rushed to Huo Tingchen: "Brother Tingchen, are you alright!"

Seeing the intertwined life lines and fortunes on the two bodies, Wu Zhao gripped the jade gourd in his hand tightly.

Very well, it seems she's not the only unlucky one; there's another sucker here!

The man's handsome features, including a high nose, deep-set eyes, and a high, full forehead, indicate a rare and naturally wealthy destiny. Furthermore, the presence of a hint of purple aura further enhances his noble bearing.

However, this purple aura was not something he possessed; it appeared to be floating around him, suggesting that he had a close and influential person with great fortune by his side.

Wu Zhao's eyes lit up.

It might even be a rare and precious Ziwei Emperor Star!

If she could see this Emperor Star, perhaps she could save her body, which was on the verge of collapse!

At this moment, the man's forehead was faintly dark, which was a sign of an early death!

"Sister, even if you can't stand me, you can't hurt Tingchen because of love turning into hate!" Shen Jiaojiao looked at Huo Tingchen, whose face was pale, with heartache.

"Who wants a man who looks like he won't live more than three months?!" Wu Zhao said bluntly.

Huo Tingchen's expression changed drastically upon hearing her words. He suppressed his pain and calmly scrutinized Wu Zhao: "What nonsense are you spouting?!"

"Whether you're talking nonsense or not, you know it in your heart." Wu Zhao took a few steps back and let him look at her.

Shen Jiaojiao noticed that Huo Tingchen was acting strangely, and she grabbed Huo Tingchen's arm tightly: "Sister, if you really like Brother Tingchen, I can back out."

The engagement party suddenly turned into a scene of sisters vying for the same man.

Wu Zhao spat and said, "If you want to be a widow, then be one. Don't drag me into this."

"You've gone mad! You worthless brat! Guards, arrest her right now!" Madam Shen was so angry she almost fainted.

Huo Tingchen made a gesture to his bodyguards, and the Huo family bodyguards immediately swarmed forward.

Wu Zhao wielded his black umbrella with such agility that some of the hesitant bodyguards were unable to get close for a moment.

"Don't stop, grab her!" Huo Tingchen ordered with a dark face.

Without any restraint, the bodyguards stopped holding back. Soon, one of them approached her, snatched the umbrella from her hand, and grabbed her by the hand.

"Since she ruined my engagement party, is it alright for me to take her away and deal with her?" Huo Tingchen asked.

Shen Chuan's expression was grim, but he did not object.

Shen Jiaojiao's eyes flickered: "Brother Tingchen, please don't hurt my sister. It's all my fault. Let her go upstairs to her room to calm down. Please don't be angry, okay?"

Wu Zhao was utterly exhausted, her head spinning repeatedly. Her body was far too weak; her soul was now tattered and on the verge of collapse!

She cannot be taken away by Huo Tingchen, nor can she stay in the Shen family!

She gritted her teeth and tried to raise her hand that was being held, attempting to resist.

An intricate totem was faintly visible on the inside of her arm.

At that moment, Wu Xingyun, who was standing in the corner watching a good show and preparing to leave, casually glanced at the totem.

His pupils contracted sharply.

"stop!"

"No one is allowed to touch her!"