When the Interstellar Tyrant Goes Crazy in the World of Cultivation

The day I turned into a loser in the world of cultivation, I was being taken to the execution ground to be beheaded. "She stole the elder's elixir!" The whole sect was scolding. I licked the blood at the corner of my mouth and laughed wildly: "Is a bottle of rubbish stimulants worth stealing?" In my previous life, I was the leader of an interstellar mercenary group, but I was blown up by traitors. When I opened my eyes, my escape cabin suddenly crashed down from the execution ground. The enemy was crushed into a pulp, and I carried a laser knife and bloodbathed the whole place. During the sect competition, I swallowed ten banned drugs and jumped onto the ring. "Elder Referee, the medicine your grandson took has expired." I stepped on my opponent's back and smashed the real medicine bottle into his face. "Now, it's time to settle the account you framed me for."