Ninth Miss is a rebellious soul and a madwoman.

Upon her first entry into the capital's social circles, the nobility mocked her for having grown up in the countryside, claiming she looked like someone destined for an early grave and acted with such coarseness that she was like wild grass in the mountains, unfit for high society. Lang Jiuchuan, however, felt that being wild grass was actually great—full of vitality and growing with every gust of wind; it resonated with her perfectly! Just as everyone was secretly placing bets on which day this mediocre, short-lived ghost would pass away, they forgot that she was originally a scourge—and a scourge can last for a thousand years. That's right. She looks delicate, soft, and easy to bully, but go ahead, try touching me? Do you lament that there is no one behind me to protect me? What a joke. I can grow my own wings; why would I need to rely on a ladder to the clouds? Severing the sun by day and the moon by night, her divine powers are known throughout the world. While everyone is kneeling and offering heavy sums to request her services, Lang Jiuchuan only wants to accumulate merit to shape her body, extend her life, and find her soul—and perhaps settle a few scores along the way. So what if it's a hellish start? I will eventually fight my way out of the siege! Fan Group "544256853"