Transmigrating into a Book! Standing on My Own! I Tossed Aside the Bowl Heaven Was Feeding Me From

[Beloved by all + two powerful leads + invincible + humiliating scumbags + transmigrate into a book]

After a run of terrible luck, Lin Qing transmigrates into a cultivation novel she just read, where the heroine has the same name as her.

The heroine has peerless talent. Blessed as the chosen one, she enjoys a smooth path of cultivation, with countless resources pouring in. Everyone in her sect, Qingyun Sect, is a fiercely protective fanatic. She’s strong and beautiful, but... her fate is still tragic!

After years of cultivation, she ascends in a single day, only to discover that everyone on the continent is a cauldron carefully raised by the people of the Upper Realm!

In a single night, her entire sect is wiped out, her path to cultivation cut off, and everyone meets an unimaginably miserable end.

Lin Qing, now inside the book, clenches her fists!

To hell with lucky encounters and inheritances! The chosen one is personally spoon-fed by the Heavenly Dao, and inheritances and opportunities come knocking at her door?

Lin Qing raises a hand and throws out a stack of explosive talismans.

Who cares where you came from? Blow you up first, ask questions later! The Heavenly Dao’s spoon-feeding her? She’ll just flip the table!

What? A secret realm reward? I’ll blow it up! And while I’m at it, I’ll destroy the entire secret realm and wipe out the source of your inheritance!

How can cultivators of our generation willingly become someone’s cauldrons? Inheritances and opportunities are all black-hearted traps that get you killed! Blow them all up!

The disciples of Qingyun Sect are stunned, and cultivators across the continent are dumbfounded. “Little Martial Uncle/Little Junior Sister, stop trying so hard! You’re about to kill everyone in the Upper Realm!”

The people of the Upper Realm are on the verge of tears. “You’ve blown up our lair, so why won’t you leave us alone?”

Lin Qing: “Anyone who covets my sect and wants to use us as cauldrons is trash. One sack of explosive talismans, and I’ll send you straight to hell!”

The Upper Realm: Oh no, this cauldron has gone crazy! Ahhh!