[Transmigration + System + cultivation + spirit beasts + mentoring disciples who repay their master]
Gu Qinghe suddenly opened her eyes and looked around in confusion.
Carved wooden beams, gauzy curtains, and the faint scent of sandalwood in the air. This was nothing like the gloomy, sinister underworld she had imagined.
“Is this... the underworld?” she rasped, her voice dry and unfamiliar. “Wasn't I already dead? Why does the underworld look so... familiar?”
As soon as the thought crossed her mind, a searing pain struck her whole body, as if her bones were being taken apart and reassembled. She sucked in a sharp breath.
She could feel pain?
Gu Qinghe's pupils contracted. How could a dead person feel pain?
The next moment, countless fragments of memories that did not belong to her flooded into her mind like a tidal wave, making her temples throb: the Quan family, the cultivation world, the good-for-nothing legitimate daughter, mocked and scorned at every turn...
