My junior sister is innocent and adorable, the beloved darling of our entire sect. On her birthday, she insists that the whole sect go pluck feathers from the Vermilion Bird to make a dress.
I strongly object, but my cultivation partner looks displeased. "Junior Sister just wants a pretty dress. You have to make everything into a competition? I'm so disappointed in you."
Heartbroken, I still keep my emotions in check, persuade everyone, and send them off to a secret realm to increase their strength.
In a fit of pique, Junior Sister secretly goes alone to the Vermilion Bird's nest and is burned to a crisp in an instant.
The sect members are furious. They tie me up and demand that I pay with my life for Junior Sister's death. "You're just jealous that Junior Sister is the favorite! If you can't have something, you won't let her have it either! You're so narrow-minded, you've brought shame on our entire sect!"
My cultivation partner even cuts out my Golden Core with his own hands and throws me into the Vermilion Bird's nest, his eyes full of disgust. "Go feel the pain Junior Sister went through!"
With my cultivation gone and my body gravely injured, I can't even run away. All I can do is watch helplessly as the Vermilion Bird's flames roast my body.
When I open my eyes again, I'm back at the moment Junior Sister begs everyone to go pluck feathers from the Vermilion Bird.
This time, I keep quiet and smile as I urge them on.
Go ahead. I hear all four Divine Beasts are nearby. What a perfect chance to gather them all for Junior Sister...
