The Good-For-Nothing Little Junior Sister Whipped People to the Point That Their Souls Flew Away.

Tang Zhiyu died ninety-nine times. When she woke up for the hundredth time, a strange black shadow appeared around her, forcing him to assassinate the only immortal in the world. If you fail to complete the task, you will immediately lose your soul! Tang Zhiyu was so frightened that she, a loser with no spiritual roots and no spiritual power, could kill the only immortal in the world by herself? Moreover, the disciples of the Immortal Lord are not easy to mess with. Senior brother Shen Bujian is the best swordsman in the world. Second senior sister Yue Fuyun came up with the list and picked the first one. Third senior brother Chi Yubai is one of the few geniuses in alchemy cultivation. Fourth senior sister Su Miao blasted through half the mountain with a thunder talisman! Tang Zhiyu burst into tears on the spot. He took a knife and wanted to kill himself, but he couldn't die no matter what. He had no choice but to go to become a disciple with tears in his eyes. They picked up a stunning young man on the way, and a red thread wrapped tightly around the two of them. The young man was unconscious and his life experience was a mystery. Tang Zhiyu plans to endure the growth all the way and act like a lowly good-for-nothing. Unexpectedly, after entering Yunxing Sect, weird things happened one after another. Yunxing Sect, which has a reputation as an immortal, only has six disciples! And the Qing Leng Immortal Lord who never accepted disciples actually took the initiative to ask her to be his disciple. Seeing the strange sect full of restrictions in front of him, Tang Zhiyu packed his bags overnight and was ready to run away at any moment. During the long and arduous journey, she accidentally gained a bad reputation and became the most tyrannical junior sister of the Yunxing Sect. Single-handedly attracting the six realms to pursue him. Looking at the evil Demon Lord, the strange and treacherous Demon King, the Ghost King who covers the sky with one hand, and the indifferent Immortal Emperor, Tang Zhiyu silently raised his hand: "Is it still too late for me to escape to death?"