I was the cannon-fodder senior sister in a cultivation novel, a stepping stone for my junior sister's ascension. After being reborn three times and still failing to escape my fate of dying, I finally gave up completely. The sect tournament? Not going. Treasure hunting in the secret realm? Not going. I'd lie in my cave, close my eyes, pull up the covers, and hang a sign that said, "Do not disturb. I can't help." Watching my cultivation soar because I'd given up, I yelled at the heavens, "Damn plot, you just love doing the opposite, don't you?"
1. The moment I opened my eyes, I saw the people who had caused my death standing by the bed. My vision went black, and I let out a piercing shriek. Damn plot, when will this ever end? That's right, this had already
