When Xia woke up, she felt a double attack from the dull pain in the back of her head and the hollow feeling in her pubic area. She couldn't help but say a curse word: "Grass (a kind of plant), who would kill a thousand people just to steal my takeout, and also take out my kidney?"
The next second, unfamiliar memories flooded into her mind like data copied from a bad USB flash drive - this was the Xuantian Sect, an ancient plane that focused on cultivating immortals, and she was the least talented outer sect disciple in the sect. She was attacked by an unscrupulous fellow sect yesterday, her spiritual roots were dug up alive, and she was left to die in a mass grave in the back mountain.
"Digging for spiritual roots?" Lin Xia touched the cool area of her dantian, with a venomous smile on her lips, "This operation is more cruel than my stingy boss' performance deduction. At least the boss doesn't dig out the organs."
As the top quantum physics master in the 21st century, Lin Xia was debugging an interdimensional particle accelerator in the laboratory one second. The next second, she was hit by an abnormal energy wave and was thrown into the bloody immortal cultivation novel she had complained about. She became cannon fodder with the same name and the same name, who could not survive more than three chapters.
