Chaos Spirit Root: The Good-for-Nothing Junior Sister Is the Divine Lord's Tribulation

Good-for-nothing? Say that one more time.

On the day they tested my spiritual roots, everyone laughed at my five-element roots and called me a good-for-nothing. Even my family kicked me into the servant hall.

I just smiled.

They had no idea that my dantian held the one and only Chaos Spirit Root in all eternity. Spiritual energy, poison, curses, heavenly lightning: whatever comes my way, I devour. Whatever I devour makes me stronger.

The servant hall? It was teeming with impure energy from all five elements, the perfect accelerator for my cultivation.

I planned to keep my head down and grow stronger for three years, but on my very first day, someone demanded protection money. I drained the spiritual energy of twenty-one people and stepped on their faces. “Had enough?”

The Blood Wolf Gang’s leader wept and begged for mercy. An outer-sect steward secretly poisoned me, so I refined the poison as a tonic and sent him straight to prison.

Just as I thought I could finally keep a low profile in peace, a silver-haired man in purple robes descended from the sky and split apart the heavenly lightning striking me with a single sword stroke. He said coldly:

“My people are untouchable, even to the heavens.”

Later, I learned that he was the Grand Elder of Taixu Immortal Sect, reborn from an ancient Divine Venerable.

And I was the tribulation of love he had endured for a hundred thousand years.

He slept for a century, and I watched over him for a century. The first thing he said when he woke was, “Can I put a ring on your finger now?”

I said, “Let’s beat the Heavenly Dao first.”

My fate is mine to command, not Heaven’s, and certainly not yours.