Immortal Plant Space: The Good-for-Nothing Legitimate Daughter's Rise

Beside the Frozen Pool outside Qingyun Sect, Su Qingyuan was trampled into the mud by three senior sisters from the same sect. “A useless girl is a useless girl. You can’t even recognize a first-tier spirit herb, yet you still dare to take up a spot in the inner sect examination?” The leader, Liu Mei, sneered as her boot ground down on the back of Su Qingyuan’s hand. “I heard your dead mother left you a broken jade pendant. Why not hand it over? Maybe we’ll go a little easier on you.” Blood and muddy water blurred her vision. Su Qingyuan clutched the pendant beneath her collar with all her might. It was the only memento her mother had left her before she died. It had been three years since she tested as having a mixed five-element spirit root and proved unable to draw qi into her body. Ever since then, she had been the laughingstock of all Qingyun Sect. But she refused to give up. Her mother had said she was no good-for-nothing. Amid the agony, the pendant on her chest suddenly grew hot, as if a ball of fire were burrowing into her bones and blood. When Senior Sister Liu saw that she would not let go, she kicked Su Qingyuan hard in the chest. “Don’t know what’s good for you!” “Ugh!” Blood splashed onto the pendant. The warm sensation burst forth in an instant, and Su Qingyuan felt the world spin as her consciousness was swept into a sea of chaos. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself standing beside a field of medicinal herbs shrouded in white mist. A clear spirit spring flowed down from a jade platform, and the air was rich with the intoxicating fragrance of plants. The pendant, cold just moments ago, now floated before her, radiating a gentle green light. “What is this…?” She reached out with trembling fingers. The moment she touched the spirit spring, a vast surge of vitality coursed through her body, and the wound on the back of her hand healed before her eyes. From somewhere in the distance came the crackle of a burning pill furnace. Su Qingyuan looked up sharply, a light igniting in her eyes for the first time in three years. Just you wait, all of you who tormented me.