What the Heck? I Just Transmigrated and Already Face Son Preference

[No Male Lead, Decisive and Ruthless, Cold-Blooded, Despicable]

This isn't a palace-intrigue drama. I don't like stories where several women fight over one man, kill the other women, then cling to him. That's downright insulting to women. In my story, the protagonist is decisive and ruthless, and never shows mercy.

Liu Damei transmigrates into a martial world. She has mediocre talent, comes from a dirt-poor family, and even has her hopes of practicing martial arts stolen by her own relatives.

In a fit of rage, she cuts ties with them. Penniless, she enters an escort agency and signs a five-year contract, swearing to carve out a way to survive in this world where the strong prey on the weak.

Then she discovers that every drop of sweat she sheds, every time she risks her life, a line of icy text quietly appears in her mind:

[Heaven Rewards Diligence System: Activated]

From then on, she practices her fists in torrential rain, cultivates her qi through the long night, and swings her blade in desperate situations.

Others call her stupid and sneer at her lowly status, but she silently turns every hardship into tangible cultivation.

While the geniuses surge ahead on the strength of their bloodlines and resources,

she believes in just one simple truth:

“What I give will be repaid a hundredfold, whether it’s a kindness or a grudge.”