[Mind Reading + Faking Her Death and Making Them Regret It + God Emperor Secret Identity + Hilarious Money-Making + Everyone Falls for Her]
Qi Fuyao had been transmigrated into the Xuantian Sect for sixteen years. She relied on her mind-reading ability, which worked through physical contact, to survive in the cracks.
On the surface: Her aloof senior brother patiently guided her swordsmanship, while her well-behaved junior sister called her "Big Sister" all day long.
After reading their minds:
Senior Brother's thoughts: "Her waist is so slim I could hold it in one hand. If I break her wings and lock her in the Cold Pool, she'll learn to obey."
Junior Sister's thoughts: "I'll plant another two hundred obedience Gu in her tonight and make her my puppet."
Qi Fuyao sneered in the middle of the night. So everyone's a lovesick lunatic? Whoever wants to be a canary can have the job. I'm out!
During a secret-realm trial, she crushed her life lamp in one squeeze, faked her death, and escaped. She packed her bags and defected to the poorest sect in the entire cultivation world, the "Old, Weak, Sick, and Disabled" Wenshen Sect.
The day she faked her death, her senior brother's Dao heart collapsed. His hair turned white overnight, and he fell to demonic cultivation. The whole sect went mad, slaughtering their way through three thousand secret realms and searching every inch of them!
Meanwhile, Qi Fuyao looked at the max-level [God Emperor] game account that had been airdropped to her:
Sealed at the early Qi Refining stage? Win once to unseal one level?
Smack! She killed a mosquito. [Congratulations, Host, on your first win! You have advanced to the middle Qi Refining stage!]
So she sold divine talismans and fed people divine pills, leading her crippled senior sister and blood-spitting senior brother, both on the verge of death, on a wild ride against all odds.
When her deranged, lovesick former sect finally knelt before her with red eyes, begging to get back together...
Qi Fuyao casually pulled out a ninth-grade Emperor Sword and held it to their throats. Behind her stood the powerful experts of her sect, ready to sweep through the cultivation world.
"Get back together? Beat the guard dogs I've raised first!"