A cultivation prodigy, just one step away from forming her Nascent Soul and achieving the Great Dao, is about to be turned by her master into a “vessel” to resurrect his beloved White Moonlight.
She would rather shatter like jade than remain whole. She detonates her Golden Core, but when she wakes again, Ye Qingyu has become a worthless fake-spirit-root cultivator, someone anyone in the Qingheng Sect can bully.
She also hears about the infamous “collusion with the Demonic Cult” attributed to her former self.
Fine. No one gets to live with a clear conscience!
So what if she has a fake spirit root?
Alchemy? The scraps she casually refines are hailed as sacred pills by the sect.
Cultivation? She breaks through ancient seals, risking death again and again for a heaven-defying boon.
Everyone thinks the junior sister is weak and easy to bully, but they don't know:
The spirit fruit she carefully nurtures poisons a Nascent Soul ancestor who covets a secret treasure;
The pill furnace she accidentally knocks over blows up her enemy's century-long scheme;
The evidence she tearfully hands over brings the righteous sects' leader crashing down in disgrace...
Only that gentle, jade-like senior brother is always testing her tenderly on the verge of exposing her true identity:
“Your alchemy technique is remarkably like that of an old friend of mine.”
When she finally flips the board and storms the old friend's cave abode
He crushes her enemy's Golden Core and smiles as he wipes the blood from her cheek. “How could I let a junior sister get her hands dirty with something like killing?”
