After failing her tribulation, I transmigrated into a cultivation novel as a cannon-fodder female side character. The original owner was the male lead's devoted simp, and he eventually ran her through the heart with his sword.
By the time I arrived, the plot had reached the part where the male lead needed to dig out my spiritual root to save the heroine.
In the original story, I begged through my tears while everyone laughed and said I deserved it.
This time, I tore open my outer robe and threw myself into the male lead's arms, screaming like a lunatic: “Senior Brother touched my body. If you won't cultivate dual cultivation with me, I'll kill you!”
The whole sect was stunned. From then on, I went wherever I pleased in the immortal realm by acting crazy.
But later, the male lead who had personally killed me in the original story cornered me against a wall, his eyes red. “You said we’d cultivate together. Does that offer still stand?”
