I was reborn in the body of Little Transparent of the Righteous Path, and found that all my enemies in my previous life had become models of the Righteous Path.
>In the center of the square stands a gold-plated statue of the most dishonest brother. The inscription reads "Fight the Demon Lord Alone for Three Days and Three Nights."
>I was rolling my eyes when my junior sister suddenly broke the sect's most precious treasure—the chamber pot I used to pickle pickles in my previous life.
>The pawn shop owner touched the fragment of the chamber pot and had an epiphany on the spot. The bidding price at the auction soared to one hundred thousand spiritual stones.
>When I was counting the money, I looked up and saw that the saint was coming.
>The female devil who betrayed me in her previous life is now pretending to be pure and pure in white clothes.
>I blurted out: "Hong Rouge, don't you panic if your character collapses?"
>The whole place was dead silent, but the senior sister's sword was suddenly unsheathed half an inch: "You... Have the aura of the old master on you."
