After transmigrating, a good-for-nothing female disciple on the verge of being kicked out rises to become an academy elder with nothing but her silver needles.
Born untamed and longing for freedom, she packs her little bundle and tries to run. Little does she know the wicked old man has poisoned her, forcing her to stay at the academy.
So she spends the academy's money like water, whips the younger disciples all day, and recruits spoiled rich kids, all in an effort to bring the academy down.
Hey, what's with these little troublemakers?
Why are you all so obedient and sensible? How am I supposed to bring the academy down now?
And you, the one whose origins are unknown. Are you a monster?
Why are you trying to steal my soul?
