[Microxulu] [Weird Immortal Cultivator] [Single Female Protagonist] [Villain] (The protagonist is purely born, don't criticize if you don't like it)
Library Rule No. 1: Keep quiet, no noise.
And my name is Chen Noisy.
When the scholar with a broken neck asked me dripping blood if I had seen him, I knew I had violated a taboo. While escaping, I knocked over the bookshelf with my elbow, but suddenly found myself in a cold cave. A rat-faced old man smiled and said, "My dear disciple, are you awake?"
They said I went crazy and hurt people in the library and was bundled into a mental hospital.
They said that the elixirs and magic weapons in the world of immortality, the friendship between the same disciples, and the narrow escape from death were all my delusions.
But what hallucination hurts so much? Which nightmare brings strength?
Now, I have to figure it out: am I a crazy high school student who is about to take the college entrance examination, or am I a scapegoat for cultivating immortals who is being used by evil masters and being hunted by strange creatures?
Or... Is it all true? (Updated on time around 7 o'clock every night)
