After Joining the Demon Sect, My Former Masters Begged for My Forgiveness

Wangyou: “So, Perfected Yunheng, are you saying that when you can't treat everyone equally, the only way to keep the peace is to sacrifice the kindest person?” In her previous life, Wangyou thought having a master and senior brothers was an incredible stroke of luck for an orphan like her. But ever since the junior sister arrived, everything that had once belonged to Wangyou was taken over by her. Yunheng: “Wangyou, Sisi has only just joined the sect. How can you bully someone weaker than you?” Her senior brothers: “Wangyou, when are you ever going to grow up? The junior sister got hurt too. Why isn't she crying in pain like you are? You're putting on quite an act!” Was she overdoing it? But it was Shen Sisi who had hurt her, and Shen Sisi was the same age as her. Had anyone ever listened to her side of the story? Had anyone ever bothered to investigate the truth? In her previous life, she was meek and easy to bully, yet people branded her a born villain. In this life, she still seems meek and easy to bully, but this time she intends to be a genuine villain! So why is it that the people of the Demon Sect keep finding their way to the softest part of her heart, making her fall for them step by step... In her previous life, she stole Wangyou's jade pendant and took her place, so that the man would protect her and keep her safe. In this life, Wangyou would rather destroy it with her own hands than let anyone else have it! But he, the Demon Venerable, says... Yeyuan: “What you miss will be gained by someone else, just as what you gain is precisely what someone else missed out on. So I should thank you for missing your chance, because that is how I came to have her!” Yeyuan: “Bad people have no shame, so they live with a clear conscience. Good people have too many rules and think too much, until it becomes an illness. You brought me into the abyss, Youyou. Will you hate me...?” Wangyou: “I'd rather be a villain who makes people tremble at the sound of my name than a bleeding-heart doormat everyone can walk all over.”