When the five-year-old daughter of the Taoist family was on her way down the mountain, the rulers rushed to see her off in the capital. Why is this little baby so special? Her hands were shaken innocently, as if she had no intention of impressing anyone, but rather just wanting to live in peace, like a good baby, while simultaneously subduing all the big ghosts and little ghosts.
During this period, there was a great deal of dissatisfaction among people. “Little Heavenly Girl” Yun Ying, as well as various Taoist bigwigs, kept provoking her, but all were beaten mercilessly by little Yun Xiaoqi until they had bruised noses and swollen faces, humiliating them all. Ultimately, the rulers from all walks of life were convinced: It was me and the other mortals who had been blind and bumped into the little ancestor. A rumor of baby Yun Xiao qi was rife throughout Xuanmen and spread throughout the underworld as well. Is this little master my underworld envoy, who is the youngest and ill-tempered of all the underworld’s envoys? She carries a lantern and walks between heaven, earth, mountain, and rivers, summoning resentful spirits, and stamps her feet arrogantly to convey: The Lord of the Underworld is not much older than me, who is the boss? Upon hearing this, the noble Lord of the Underworld transformed into a twelve-year-old boy as gentle as jade: “Everything that the little envoy said is true.” Yun Xiaoqi waved her hand repeatedly: “No, I am just a part-time employee.”
