She was just an ordinary person, yet Heaven turned everyone against her. The world was cold and cruel, but she had to survive... She had to grow ruthless, force herself to become a demon...
When she opened her eyes again, she was in a little courtyard that no one cared about, with no one to cherish or love her.
He said, "Xiao'er... I'm sorry. In our next life, I'll still protect you..."
She silently watched his body gradually turn to light and fade away. Tears streamed down her face, but her eyes burned with boundless hatred. She raised her head and cried out in fury, "Hmph! So what if you're a god? So what if you're a demon? If Heaven stands in my way, I'll defy it!"
They dismissed her as a good-for-nothing with no Profound Spirit. A good-for-nothing? She sneered. When her Profound Spirit awakened, she turned out to have a dual-spirit constitution, a rarity not seen in a century.
They called her useless. Just wait until she crushes those so-called geniuses to dust, and then you'll see why the flowers are so red. How could she pass up the chance to play the fool and take down her enemies, crushing geniuses without mercy?
Enough chatter. I'm terrible at writing blurbs. There are laughs and tears, blood and heart. If you like the sound of it, come on in and take a look. If you don't, feel free to just read the blurb. All right, that's enough chatter. Welcome aboard!
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I'm no good at blurbs. This story might be full of melodrama, but it's entirely original. Any resemblance is purely coincidental.
A strong heroine, an even stronger hero, one-on-one romance, and absolutely no baggage. Feel free to dive in!
The hostess is a bit disgusting
The hostess is a bit disgusting