The day I transformed into the vicious female supporting character who was jealous of the heroine in the novel about cultivating immortals, my sea of consciousness suddenly became filled with acres of fertile land.
The original owner was crazy about love, but I picked up the hoe and planted spiritual rice in the secret realm of the Immortal Mansion.
While the heroine was vying for the hero's love, I was farming;
While the female characters were scheming, I was farming;
During the sect competition, while others were using magic weapons, I sprinkled a handful of chili powder, which made all my opponents burst into tears.
Later, the demon king broke through the seal and the world of cultivation was in chaos. Everyone thought they would die.
I silently took out ten thousand tons of spiritual rice from the space: "Um... Do you want to eat something first?"
Demon Lord stared at the fragrant spiritual rice in my pot, and for the first time confusion appeared in his cold eyes.
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The scent of incense in the mourning hall mixed with faint sobs penetrated Lin Wanyue's nasal cavity.
She was kneeling on the cold futon, dressed in plain clothes, her brain was buzzing as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer, and countless memory fragments that did not belong to her were rushing forward - this was the Qingyun Sect, she was the outer disciple Lin Wanyue, and she was obsessed with the senior brother Shen Wuchen. Yesterday, Shen Wuchen had just expressed his admiration to the inner disciple Bai Wei in public. The original owner was so jealous and resentful that he actually got into trouble on the martial arts stage that Bai Wei was passing by. He lost his footing and fell down. His forehead was still aching.
The looks from around her were mixed with contempt and pity, like fine needles, making her feel uncomfortable all over. Especially the tall white figure in front of her, Shen Wuchen, never even looked back to give alms, as if she was just an eyesore.
"Jealous by nature, overestimating one's own abilities."
