As the best loser in the world of immortality, I awakened the body of destruction on the day my master broke off my engagement. This physique is unparalleled and domineering. Every time his cultivation reaches a level, he will be killed by thunder and calamity from heaven. The master sneered: "Such an evil body cannot survive the golden elixir." But he didn't know that I had died ninety-nine times in thunder tribulations. Every time it turns to ashes, it makes my soul stronger. For the hundredth time, I crushed the golden elixir and recast the immortal bones in the thunder. The master who once abandoned me like a pair of worn-out shoes begged me with red eyes: "Don't break through again, you will die..." I lit up the burning flames and smiled at him: "Death? That is my way of cultivation."
Concept: Heroine type fairy tale