My junior sister, who had no spiritual roots at all, was chosen as the divine maiden for the Heaven Sacrifice.
From that day on, she received all the favor and affection.
She wanted my spirit pet, so my most beloved junior brother advised me to be generous and give it to her.
She wanted my spirit sword, so my fiancé, a senior fellow disciple, simply snatched it from my hands.
Now, she says she wants to know what it feels like to have a Golden Core.
My master, who had always treated me best, didn't hesitate to drive a sword into my chest and cut out my Golden Core while I was still alive, all for her.
"Wanw'an only wants your Golden Core. What's the harm in giving it to her?"
When I woke again, I had been reborn on the day my junior sister was chosen as the divine maiden.
