I became the cannon fodder female supporting character in a novel about cultivating immortals. The original protagonist fell in love with the master, and finally lost her soul to save him.
Opening his eyes, the master was frowning: "Qingyue, don't be obsessed anymore."
I took out the photo stone on the spot and played a loop of him holding a pillar while drunk and shouting "The charming eyes of the colorful world".
Master's iceberg face cracked.
From then on, I became successful in the sect by going crazy.
The senior brother said that I was naughty, so I posted a love letter in front of the mountain gate about his secret love for the Hehuan sect enchantress.
The junior sister falsely accused me of stealing the elixir, so I just lay down and said, "Yes, I stole it. I fed it to the wild boar in the back mountain. Its cultivation level skyrocketed last night and it said it was going to destroy the elixir pavilion. Run!"
Until the rumored patriarch who had been in seclusion for thousands of years came out of seclusion and his eyes fell heavily on me.
"You," he spoke slowly, his voice as cold as jade, "are you the one who... Recently caused the sect to be in a state of panic?"
My heart skipped a beat, I hugged his thigh and started howling: "Master Mingjian! They were the ones who made the move first! I was wronged——"
He was silent for a long time, then gently lifted my chin with his fingertips, a faint smile flashed in his eyes.
"Well, I feel that the sect is a little... Too quiet."
"Why don't you make more trouble?"
