I Cultivated Immortality, Transmigrated into a Western Fantasy World, and Protected an Elf

[Strong female lead + mutually devoted couple + face-slapping + stunning beauty + male lead is a sword scabbard + slow burn] Everyone knew that the Duke of Garcia had an illegitimate daughter who was hideously ugly and as illiterate as an idiot. She had a head of evil black hair and ink-dark eyes, as if she were a wicked curse cast upon the mortal world by the God of Darkness. She was everyone's punching bag, someone anyone could bully. But who could have guessed that after a near-drowning accident, she would transform into the exalted Saintess of the Temple of Light, wielding divine authority and basking in supreme glory? She had once been the sect's most celebrated senior disciple. At a young age, she had already reached the Nascent Soul realm and stood as an equal to the elders. Who could have imagined that, just as she was breaking through, the master she revered most would forcibly take over her body and leave her dead? In this life, she would keep her eyes open and climb step by step to the summit. But why does the elf I kindly rescued keep clinging to me? Didn't you say you had a quirk and didn't like being touched? Didn't you say you were delicate and bad at fighting? Why are you clinging to me after just one time! Lan: “I exist for you.”