A crumbling shack, drafty walls, and even the rats are skin and bones!
Nong Yao transmigrated into this xianxia world as a disciple of the small Qingfeng Sect. Before she could even experience flying on a sword, reality smacked her right in the face.
This wasn't some xianxia world. It was clearly a live set for a massive rural romance drama!
The body she'd transmigrated into belonged to a girl nobody cared about, not even her parents. She'd been in the sect for three years and still hadn't reached the first level of Qi Refining. She was the textbook underdog foil.
The sect's minor tournament was in three days. If she couldn't break through by then, she'd be kicked out. The cultivation world wasn't a game, and without some strength, she might not even know what killed her.
In the dim, cramped dormitory, several girls in patched robes chattered about the latest gossip.
"Have you heard? Elder Song just took on a new disciple. They say she's incredibly talented, and he gave her a high-grade spirit stone as soon as she arrived."
"You bet. Unlike us, who've been here three years and haven't even seen a low-grade spirit stone, let alone any cultivation resources."
"Well, she's Elder Song's own niece. We're just outer-sect disciples, so all we can do is starve."
