After transmigrating to another world where everyone cultivates, Wu Qinghe discovers that her talent is... her mouth. Since that's practically the same as being a complete good-for-nothing, she decides to live an easy life.
But her mother is captured and in grave danger, and even staying alive becomes a problem. The weak get bullied. Wu Qinghe has this to say: "If you want to hit me, answer a few questions first."
For some reason, all the villains who could have just attacked her stopped.
To a villain who bullies the weak:
"Will killing me earn you anyone's respect? No. They'll only laugh at you. You couldn't beat someone strong, so you picked on a powerless good-for-nothing instead. You're a disgrace to your whole family."
"There are so many powerful people watching. Why not pick one of them instead?"
Villain: "What?! I'm strong as hell! I just can't be bothered to hit you! Find someone else!"
Onlookers: "??? What's going on?"
To the scumbag who betrayed her older sister:
"Do you think marrying someone else will earn you the respect you want? Look at what people say about pretty boys. You're the biggest pretty boy on the entire continent, a legend for the history books. For tens of thousands of years to come, people will see your name and call you the pinnacle of pretty boys!"
"Look at the faces of the people you're jealous of. What do you see? They're looking at you like you're an idiot and despising you even more. The only person who ever cared about you is now surrounded by other admirers. Whose fault is that?"
The scumbag burst into tears. "Mine! I destroyed my own happiness with my own hands! I'll never be happy again!"
Wu Qinghe: "Congratulations, your answer is correct."
After winning arguments with countless elites and saving her mother, Wu Qinghe thought she could go back to living an easy life. But when you possess a treasure, others will covet it. A deity had taken a fancy to her mouth, and if she couldn't out-argue him, she'd die.
The entire continent put together couldn't beat a god! Wu Qinghe had no choice but to set her sights on the god himself.
"There's no rule saying I can only have one talent. Give me another one, will you? It'll be good for both of us."
The High God: "...That makes sense. Added."
"I can't beat them. You should give me some other bonuses too, right? After all, I'm yours. If I lose, it reflects badly on you, doesn't it?"
The High God: "That's true! Pick whatever treasures you want!"
I really am his person!
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