Shen Niannian was reborn.
In her last life, she shed her blood for the Three Realms and fought for the common people. What was the result? The soul was gone and nothing was left behind.
In this life, she figured it out.
Save the world? Don't go.
Sacrificing yourself for others? Don't do it.
Practicing hard? Dream.
In this life, she has only three creeds: lie down, hug her thighs, and go through the back door.
Fortunately, on the first day after she was reborn, she was accepted as a closed disciple by the Lord of the Immortal Realm, Jun Moyuan.
This master was aloof, dignified and unsmiling. He was cold to everyone but to her——
"Master, I don't want to get up early to practice. I'm too tired."
"Well, then I won't repair it."
"Master, I blew up senior brother's alchemy furnace..."
"Pay ten to him and pay for the teacher."
"Master, senior sister said that my cultivation level is too low and I am embarrassing you."
"Who said that? Let her come to see me."
Shen Niannian discovered that as long as she called "Master", there would be no problem.
So she completely let herself go——
Her classmates were fighting for a spot in the secret realm, so she directly sent a message: "Master, I want to go to the secret realm. Please help me open a back door."
Jun Moyuan: "Okay."
The whole sect is spreading the news: Master Xianzun is not taking on his disciples, but his ancestors.
Shen Niannian only had one comment on this:
"The feeling of walking through the back door is so delicious."
The most terrifying thing is——
She found that her aloof master seemed to be looking at her more and more wrongly.
"Master, why do you always stare at me?"
"Master, do you like me?"
"... Hmm."
Shen Niannian: It's over, go through the back door and go into Master's heart.
