The heroine: has no brains for love, only pursues a career because of her beauty, her identity is lost at every level, and she is crushed by strange rules and stories.
Strong woman + misplaced identity + strange stories about rules + refreshing writing on cultivation + no CP
The entire world of cultivation thought that I was a useless handyman from the outer sect who had a broken spiritual root and could not live past the age of twenty, and that I was a disposable cannon fodder in the sect. No one knows, my identity is misplaced--
I am an ancient immortal who has been missing for thousands of years. I am the host of strange stories who control the rules of the forbidden land. I am also the only heir hidden by the law of heaven. There are three forbidden death areas in the world of cultivation, full of strange rules and stories:
[Rules of the Lost Forest: No turning back, no answering names, no picking white flowers]
[Rules of the Demon Locking Tower: Do not look directly at the black shadow on the tenth floor, and do not trust people wearing Taoist robes]
[Rules of the Fallen Immortal Abyss: You are not allowed to admit that you are a monk and you are not allowed to use spiritual power]
If you violate the rules, your soul and soul will be destroyed and you will perish forever.
I laughed when the sect pushed me to the forbidden area to offer sacrifices. No one in this world knows the rules better than me.
I can rewrite the rules, swallow strange stories, and make forbidden lands surrender.
Later--
The Holy Son who was chasing me knelt on the ground: "Are you... That indescribable lord?"
The ancestor of the sect who disliked me kowtowed and begged for mercy: "We are ignorant!" The whole world of cultivation went crazy:
How could the good-for-nothing handyman be the daughter of Heaven who controls the rules?!
Intention: Rule control (seeing, modifying, swallowing, making rules)