Demon Slayer: a Young Girl Will Not Meet the Yuanying Ancestor

A thunder exploded in the sky, waking up Ren Pingsheng, who had failed to escape the catastrophe and died. After five hundred years of hard training, he still couldn't survive the catastrophe of becoming a god. He thought he would lose his mind, but when he opened his eyes - a cold and beautiful little face was looking down at him. Isn't this... A butterfly ninja? ! He actually traveled through time again! Wait—— "You actually have some cultivation!!!" "Ha! Ha! Ha!" He looked up to the sky and laughed, his wild laughter soaring into the sky, laughing so hard that tears almost came out - fuck the rules of heaven and earth, fuck the catastrophe! I'm not dead! God will not kill me! The Butterfly Ninja took two steps back warily. Is this person... Still laughing so crazy after being struck by lightning? Later. The moonlight was like water, and the girl leaned gently on his shoulder: "How was your time in the world of cultivating immortals?" Ren Pingsheng was shaken all over, and all his sleepiness disappeared. Five hundred years of bitterness suddenly surged into his throat, and he burst into tears: "Girl, you don't know! Our days as casual cultivators are so miserable!" "Those geniuses of the sect were born with elixirs and spirit stones in their mouths. They call for help before going out, and they have a mountain of cultivation resources! What about us? We rely on picking up the skills, robbing the elixirs, and we have to find an unknown wild cave for retreat. We must always be careful not to have our hometown raided!" "It's common to be beaten to death for a piece of broken spiritual grass. One time, I squatted in front of the black market for a low-grade magic weapon——" "Squat?" Butterfly nin blinked. Ren Pingsheng's voice stopped suddenly, his old face turned red, and he coughed twice: "Ahem... That, don't mention that." Butterfly Ninja: "..."