[Ensemble Cast + Progression Fantasy]
Feng Tinghe transmigrated into a cultivation novel as a cannon-fodder supporting female character with no spiritual root, someone whose early role was to serve as a stepping stone for the heroine.
Perhaps her transmigration had set off a butterfly effect: a treasure-hunting survival game’s secret realm descended upon the cultivation world.
After an accident, someone with ill intent pushed her into the dangerous secret realm of another world.
She had been prepared to die, but soon discovered that this perilous place felt just like home.
As a hardcore gamer from the 21st century, she recognized it at once: an ordinary treasure-hunting extraction game, except now she could experience it firsthand inside the game.
As a gaming enthusiast, she knew this kind of game’s mechanics inside out, giving her a crushing advantage over the local cultivators.
While everyone else fled in terror from the horrific monsters, she leisurely tested ways to deal with each one, roaming the secret realm and opening chests for treasure with ease.
When others mocked her for having no spiritual root, she relied on her powers of purification and taming to bring the monsters from the game’s secret realm into the cultivation world.
Just a moment ago, someone had sneered at her. “Hmph, what’s a spiritual-rootless good-for-nothing acting so high and mighty for? No matter how powerful you are in that strange secret realm, once you come out, we can do whatever we want with you. You got all those benefits in there, so hand them over.”
Feng Tinghe couldn’t be bothered to reply. She summoned a terrifying game boss instead.
The next moment, that person was trembling and begging for mercy. “Granny, please make it go away! Just looking at that monster makes my skin crawl. I was scared in there, so why do I have to be scared out here too?”
From then on, a warning spread throughout the cultivation world: Never mess with that big shot who has no spiritual root and wears a moonstone bangle.
It's alright, but I can't stand the way the locust tree spirit keeps calling me "wo" to convey its childishness. It's one thing if other words are mispronounced, but just changing "me" to "wo" is just awkward. It talks a lot too; I can't imagine how cringeworthy it will be with all that "wo" going on and on. If all else fails, maybe the story should be revised.