Shen Qingyin got another chance at life. In her previous life, she stopped at nothing to prove her path to immortality, seizing her fellow disciples' opportunities one after another. In the end, during her Ascension Tribulation, her Dao companion and junior sister joined forces to betray her, and her soul was obliterated. When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to three hundred years earlier, the day she had barely managed to join the greatest sect under heaven, Tianyan Sect, despite possessing a mixed spiritual root.
Looking at the familiar mountain gate, the handsome master who was about to take her as his disciple, and the future fellow disciples who would come to hate her to the core, Shen Qingyin shuddered. In this life, she swore: no more cutthroat competition! No more being cannon fodder! No romance! She would peacefully live like a lazy fish, relying on the sect's protection and getting by without lifting a finger.
So when her fellow disciples fought tooth and nail over places in a secret realm, she volunteered to guard the library. When her master showed favoritism and gave her a treasure, she handed the top-grade magical artifact to her pitiful-looking junior sister without hesitation.
But she never imagined that the artifact she gave away would explode, that the library she was watching over would spontaneously comprehend the strongest sword technique, or that an ancient divine beast would hatch in the spirit field where she was sunbathing... The legendary ancestor, cold-hearted and aloof, who had been in seclusion for a thousand years, suddenly emerged from seclusion and patted her head with a soft laugh. "Little girl, the Daoist charm of 'not wanting to cultivate' that surrounds you is quite fascinating."
Even more terrifying, why were the senior brothers and sisters who had loathed her in her previous life now crowding around her with red-rimmed eyes, trembling as they begged, "Junior Sister, trust us one more time..."? And why was the Dao companion who had personally pushed her into the lightning tribulation kneeling outside the mountain gate, covered in blood, screaming her name again and again?
Clutching the divine beast cub in her arms, Shen Qingyin stared at a story that had completely veered away from her previous life and was utterly dumbfounded. She had only wanted to live like a lazy fish. How had she accidentally become the darling of the entire cultivation world?
