[Setting: Playing mahjong is a law of the Heavenly Dao, not gambling, but a cultivation technique for protecting the Dao!]
Shiliu was the Heavenly Dao's own daughter and the top prodigy of Tianque Sect. But after the villainous junior sister Su Jiaojiao framed her, she was driven out of the sect.
Her Supreme Bone was ripped out, her spiritual roots destroyed, and her dantian shattered. She ended up at the Dirt-Poor Sect, a place so broke it could barely scrape by.
The Dirt-Poor Sect was poor, but its people were warmhearted. Yang Cuicui scrimped and saved to buy her medicine, Pei Shiyi stayed up late to cook for her, Xu Shier took a deadly sword strike in her place, and Ning Shisan sat with her on the leaky roof to watch the stars.
Meanwhile, she awakened Tuantuan, a slumbering mahjong spirit, and gained a white jade table that could directly restore her dantian.
Dressed in red and radiating a fearsome aura, Shiliu plopped herself down on the white jade table, with the newly awakened mahjong spirit Tuantuan, a tiny creature with short arms and legs, perched on her shoulder.
"You can come after me if you want. But if you touch my Dirt-Poor Sect, you'd better ask this table for permission."
She plays mahjong not for fun, but to protect the Dao!
Pong! She crushes Su Jiaojiao's arrogance and protects the senior brothers and sisters behind her.
Kong! She beats Tianque Sect until it falls apart.
Mahjong! Shiliu's tiles fall into place at her fingertips. She picks up the hot soup Pei Shiyi hands her and looks down at all creation. "Su Jiaojiao, you think you're worthy of prying into my home? I'm claiming the fortune of this entire immortal sect."
The Heavenly Dao's own daughter protects her home, and all of you are mere ants. No, you're not even worthy of propping up the legs of her white jade table.
