My Dantian Was Dug Out? No Worries, The Space I Found Can Heal It

【No CP + xianxia fantasy + transmigration + pocket dimension + spirit pets + rare treasures】 After a car accident, Ziyue woke to find she had transmigrated to the Cultivation Realm of the Desolate Ruins, into a minor family of the third rank. She was a concubine-born daughter, unloved by her father, and had only her mother to rely on. At first, she began cultivating for her mother's sake. After her mother passed away, she lived to avenge her and reach the Great Dao. By chance, she discovered that she had a pocket dimension, and that the silver fox terrier she had raised in the modern world was still alive. All Ziyue wanted was to cultivate in peace, take revenge as soon as possible, and reach the Great Dao. But there were always idiots looking for trouble. What? You're the legitimate daughter, so you think you're special? You see me as your rival? I'm your destined tribulation, so I don't deserve to live? You're going to keep hunting me down? Strength rules. If my fists are strong enough, what can you do to me? With Maodou and a trove of rare treasures at her side, Ziyue began her quest to crush the scum. If you dare make an enemy of me, be prepared to meet your end. There's no point talking. Let's see whose fists are stronger. Ziyue kicked, and the cultivator dropped to the ground, unable to get up. Ziyue punched, and the cultivator's ribs shattered, beyond any hope of piecing back together. You little nobodies. Come again, and I'll show you what it means to return to dust and earth.