[Transmigration + no romance + irreverent cultivation]
Transmigrating once is a trend. Transmigrating twice… now that’s suspicious!
Lu Qingge not only caught the transmigration trend, she also got caught up in System trafficking.
After more than twenty years of hard work, she finally got lucky and went from miserable wage slave to a pampered little princess. But in the blink of an eye, a System trafficker forcibly dragged her into the cultivation world.
And of all things, she transmigrated into the body of a notorious bootlicker.
The original owner insists that even though the sect members dote on her, she’s still more than happy to devote herself to Cui Jingzhi.
Lu Qingge: “You’re just too bored. Go work in a coal mine for two days, and you’ll see how wonderful it is to collapse into bed and fall straight asleep.”
On her first day back at the sect, she nearly mistook her second senior brother for some guy on the roadside and dragged him off to bury him.
The five senior brothers and sisters each have a precise role in Lu Qingge’s eyes, with a few exceptions:
Support, First Senior Brother: “Absolutely dependable”
Assassin, Second Senior Brother: “Seriously dependable”
TANK, Senior Sister: “Extremely dependable”
Marksman, Lu Qingge: “The most dependable”
Ji Wuwang was full of question marks. “Why am I not on here? Are you targeting me?!!!
I’m cutting ties with you cold, heartless people!!!
I mean it!”
Lu Qingge: “Assassin, mage… those roles don’t quite fit!”
After a string of grilled meat, Lu Qingge shouted, “I’ve got it! Third Senior Brother is the healer.”
Ji Wuwang, thoroughly unwilling: “Fine. Better to have a role than none at all.”
Her ideas were wildly unconventional, but after living with her for a while, the sect members gradually got used to her strange notions popping up from time to time.
