>Wei Zhao, the number one fairy in the world of cultivation, was reduced to a slave in the mines, kneeling in the dank mine tunnels in ragged clothes.
The deacon of the Immortal Alliance smiled cruelly and stepped on her bloody finger: "The fairy of the past is the ant of today!"
She lowered her eyes to hide her bone-gnawing hatred and picked up the cold waste soaked in blood.
No one knew that a broken immortal picture appeared on the back of one of the "waste materials".
After escaping from a narrow escape, she transformed her deep beauty into the most ordinary and docile face, and stepped into the bottom-level servant's office of the Immortal League.
When the giants of the immortal sect were sipping tea and discussing Taoism, she bowed and stood there; when the leader of the demonic sect made provocations, she bent down and wiped the blood splattered on her skirt.
Until the moment when the Supreme Council of the Immortal Alliance, the alliance leader and the deacon argued about the clues to the Immortal Map...
She silently picked up a fragment of a broken jade buckle from the shadow, and gently blew away the dust: "My lords, this is your jade."
