Wicked Disciple, Stop Simulating Already. Your Master Can't Take It Anymore

[Fantasy + transformation + simulator + being simulated + gender-bending romance] With no idea what was going on, Xiao Qingxue opened his eyes and found that he had transmigrated into a fantasy world as a true disciple of the Taiyi Sect. It was bad enough that the heavens hadn’t given him a golden finger. Most importantly, they had changed his gender, turning him from a man into a woman. She had thought she could quietly cultivate in the sect until she became an Immortal Emperor, but from the start she had to go down the mountain to accept a disciple on her master's behalf. And she realized that something seemed off. “Master, I don’t want to take Grandmaster as my master. I want you to be my master.” Looking at Ye Xuantian kneeling before her, Xiao Qingxue fell into deep thought. The first time, she chose to knock him out and take him away. But unexpectedly, everything she had just experienced was a simulation! … “Master, if I can’t become your disciple, I’ll slit my throat right here.” The second time, she decisively chose to run away in advance, but she was cornered just as she was about to flee. Looking at the young man pointing a sword at his own throat, she still chose to knock him out. … “Master, I really, really want to become your disciple.” Looking at the young man’s unrelenting gaze, Xiao Qingxue said coldly: “Fine~_~, I accept.” The third time, utterly exasperated, she had no choice but to agree. But what she hadn’t expected was that the male lead wasn’t the only one with a simulator. Why did the villains have one too? Most importantly, these people did nothing but simulate her, and the way they looked at her was getting stranger and stranger.