The Immortal Venerable's Mount Has Been Held Back Again

[Main story complete, bonus chapters still being released] [Upcoming fantasy romance: After Awakening, the White Moonlight Senior Sister Flips the Table. Please bookmark!] Xu Xu transmigrates into the body of a bald bird on a cultivation continent where the spiritual veins are damaged, spiritual energy is scarce, and spirit stones are precious. The cultivators are so broke their pockets are cleaner than their faces, and they have to tread carefully with every breakthrough. Through a muddle, she ends up as a spiritual beast at Kunlun Sect, becomes the mount of the golden-core genius Immortal Venerable Changyuan, and is sent to the kindergarten's Sprouts class. The genius sword cultivator sits in front of her, the rich second-generation lucky charm sits beside her, and the sect leader's well-connected favorite sits behind her. Fine, fine, she's the only good-for-nothing here, right? Xu Xu flips the table: If I can't have a good time, neither can any of you. Genius sword cultivator: "It's so annoying. My sword just doesn't have enough power." Xu Xu: "Easy. Steal your master's sword and melt them together." Rich second-generation lucky charm: "It's so annoying. I'm rich, but people keep scamming me." Xu Xu: "Easy. Give me your money to look after." Sect leader's well-connected favorite: "It's so annoying. They say I'm tone-deaf and don't deserve to be a music cultivator." Xu Xu: "Easy. Get your dad to rewrite the music to match your pitch." Changyuan: "It's so annoying. They say if I break through to Nascent Soul, I'll drain the sect's spiritual energy and stop the other disciples from cultivating." Xu Xu: "Easy. Just hold it in." When the villain has spent a century carefully plotting and is finally ready to destroy the cultivation world, he sends his underlings out to gather information. The evil cultivator reports to his boss: "Good news. The Kunlun Sect's genius sword cultivator has messed up his sword, the music cultivator's pieces are getting more and more unpleasant to listen to, and Immortal Venerable Changyuan is only a golden-core cultivator. His spiritual beast has only reached Foundation Establishment." Villain: So it's all going beautifully, then? Underling: "Bad news. The sword cultivator's crooked sword is a tenth-tier divine artifact, the music cultivator's song has the destructive power of a mighty Soul Formation cultivator, Changyuan has more than a dozen golden cores, and his spiritual beast has reached the seventh or eighth level of Foundation Establishment." - Changyuan often wonders: if he has sinned, why not send down a heavenly tribulation to strike him dead? Instead of making him deal with this every day Other people's spiritual beasts: Become bonded to their masters, graduate, and fight alongside them. His spiritual beast: Held back a year. Held back again. And held back again. Other people's spiritual beasts: Is my master tired? Is my master hungry? Let me take my master for a ride to clear their mind. His spiritual beast: Have you made any money? Did you buy me snacks? Can I ride you to clear my mind? - My next book, After Awakening, the White Moonlight Senior Sister Flips the Table, is open for preorders. Here's the blurb: In her previous life, Ye Zhiyu was a gentle and lovable senior sister to everyone. After her death, she became everyone's white moonlight. Everyone at the sect spoke of her with regret, saying only, "Senior Sister was such a good person. What a shame her light went out so soon." Only after Ye Zhiyu died did she learn that she had lived in a book. She was a cannon-fodder senior sister who neglected her cultivation to care for her master and fellow disciples. Over the years, they tricked her out of every treasure and elixir she acquired, leaving her at the early Golden Core stage even after three hundred years. In the end, the heroine, her junior sister, got her killed through sheer selfishness. Yet the people who claimed to love and respect her never even tried to get justice for her. They couldn't even be bothered to pay to retrieve her body. Behind the palace of Xuhua, all that remained was an overgrown grave marked by her clothes and crown. Only the dragon heir from the South Sea, who had never even met her, spoke up for her. Reborn, she no longer wants to be some righteous, noble senior sister, nor does she want to be the white moonlight in the hearts of these ungrateful wretches. Depending on others is ultimately just a beautiful illusion. The most practical thing is to ascend through her own efforts. And so, everyone at Xuhua Palace notices that Senior Sister has changed. Her elegant, noble master calls her over. "A Yu, come play a game of chess with me." Ye Zhiyu: "You've played for over a thousand years and still haven't made it into the cultivation world's top ten chess players. You also lost horribly in the cultivation arts competition at the Immortal Alliance Tournament. You tried to do everything at once and failed at both. Maybe you should stop wasting your time." That night, Master Yurong clutches his chest and sobs until dawn. He doesn't touch a chess piece for a whole year. Her cool and fair-minded senior brother calls her over. "Zhiyu, Junior Sister wants to go down the mountain to buy something. Go with her." Ye Zhiyu: "You love sticking your nose into other people's business, don't you? Have you practiced your sword today? Have you done your meditation today? Weren't you last in the sect's last trial? You're so weak, what makes you think you can order me around?" That night, Senior Brother vomits three liters of blood, then practices his sword through his tears until dawn. At the mention of going down the mountain, his legs go weak. Her rebellious junior brother comes running over with a sword, looking miserable as he holds up his hand. "Senior Sister, I'm hurt. Help me bandage it?" Ye Zhiyu: "Do you know how many calluses the junior brother next door at Huanhai Pavilion has gotten from practicing his sword? Do you know he never buys wound medicine? You lost to him last year, and I bet you'll lose this year, next year, and every year, because you're too weak." That night, Junior Brother curls up on his bed, clutching his fingers, and cries for a day and a night. He never dares use medicine again. Everyone at Xuhua Palace: ??? What's happened to Senior Sister?! Just as they secretly plot to set Senior Sister back on the right path The war between immortals and demons erupts. Ye Zhiyu cuts the upper half off the leader of the Northern Netherworld with one stroke, then cuts the lower half off the leader of the Southern Netherworld with another. Holding her sword as she walks out of a pool of blood, she stands atop the immortal mountain of Xuhua Palace and looks down on all living things. At last, everyone at Xuhua Palace behaves themselves. They tremble and huddle together. "Senior Sister, once the demons are defeated, you won't come after us, right?" Theme: Protect the things that matter most to you!