The Puppet Master’s Power Is Unknown, but She Grows Stronger Against Stronger Foes

[Pocket Dimension + All Spirit Roots + Master of Both Medicine and Poison + Satisfying Read + No Saintly Protagonist + Punishing Scumbags + Transmigration + Rebirth] She should have been struggling to survive in the desolate apocalypse. Instead, she transmigrated and spent a hundred years enduring endless darkness. To protect her people, she gave her life. When she opened her eyes again, she had become a sacrifice offered to the Sea God. Tortured with a thousand cuts, she was reduced to nothing but bones. Then she would rebuild her body and drown the sea, wiping out the entire clan. Reborn from the ashes, she bonded with a celestial pocket dimension, awakened the King's Puppet Seal, and rose to become the greatest cultivator of all paths. She contracts divine beasts, wields divine pills, seeks the Abyss, and breaks through the nine realms. She returns to the Nine Provinces, points her sword at the heavens, breaks the seal, and brings about the King's return as radiant light shines once more. I would wield my sword and demand answers from the gods. Why do you not kneel? She thought she'd picked a random sect where she could shut herself away and laze around. Who knew every member of the sect would be a big shot? Ah... Had she accidentally become a calamity-bringing enchantress, hated by everyone? No, she wasn't worried. With a thunderous crash, her senior brother made his dazzling entrance. Her eldest senior brother studied under a Saintly Alchemy Master. One of his pills was worth a fortune. Never mind what sort of fiend you are, even a general from an enemy nation could be lured over to her side. Her second senior brother was a crown prince of noble birth. With a great army at the border, he told his junior sister, “She's just a calamity-bringing enchantress. We can simply conquer her. The empire can change hands, and you can take the throne.” Her third senior brother carried the bloodline of the demon race and had hidden it for years. When it was exposed, he wasn't afraid. So what if he had the blood of two races? He'd fight both worlds. Looking at her senior brothers, who practically wanted to put her on a pedestal, she sighed. With so many senior brothers doting on her, what was she supposed to do?