What Proper Heretic Cultivator Walks Around with a Golden Aura of Merit?

With memories of her previous life, Jiang Xiaoyu wandered the demon-infested Southern Domain for sixteen years. At last, a stunning beauty in a patched red dress carried her back to a sect, where she became its youngest junior sister.

Her beautiful master patted her chest and held up the “Southern Domain Evil Cultivators’ Most Wanted List.”

“Good girl, remember this. I’m Leng Qingqiu, number one on the evil cultivator list!”

“Our Jiuyou Sect is the greatest evil cultivator sect in the world!”

Jiang Xiaoyu looked up at the dazzling golden halo of merit behind her master’s head and fell silent.

Only later did she realize that everyone in the sect was a little strange.

Her eldest senior brother looked like he was only at the early stage of Qi Gathering, but no one knew how much cultivation he hid beneath eight layers of armor.

Her second senior sister could slice a mountain peak in half with one sword, but if she didn’t like how she looked while putting her sword away, she would insist on doing it again.

The Dream-Demon Venerable with a five-million-spirit-stone bounty on his head was their third senior brother, whom nobody could wake once he fell asleep.

Their fourth senior brother, who had infiltrated a righteous sect’s sacred grounds, looked radiant and virtuous on the surface, but secretly used a ledger to empty the righteous sect’s treasury.

The legendary Blood Umbrella Witch, who had slaughtered a thousand people, was a reclusive fifth senior sister who would swing her umbrella at anyone who looked at her too long.

Even more absurdly, after Jiang Xiaoyu awakened the Jade Disc of Creation, she discovered that Jiuyou Sect’s signature evil cultivation techniques were all Demon-Subduing arts that someone had renamed and broken into pieces.

The prodigies on the righteous factions’ vaunted rankings were all burdened with karmic debt.

The great fiends on the evil cultivators’ most wanted list were all weighed down by merit.

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Later, when the three great immortal sects joined forces to open a secret realm trial, the prodigies gathered from across the rankings. Jiang Xiaoyu leaped off a flying boat with an enormous iron greatsword slung over her shoulder, and a blaze of golden light for subduing demons shot up behind her.

“Can’t find a single person with merit on the prodigy rankings.”

“What kind of righteous sects are you supposed to be?”