Song Xinyun was the best swordsman in the world. No one could match her in terms of swordsmanship. However, she was seriously injured during a siege and died when her enemies took advantage of the situation.
When I woke up, I became an unknown outer disciple of a third-rate sect in the world of cultivation. Everything had to be started from scratch...
Song Xinyun, who was extremely poor, had no choice but to secretly earn spiritual stones by teaching swordsmanship to casual practitioners part-time. A few years later, when she reached the top and became unrivaled, those casual practitioners unexpectedly discovered that the person who dared to hold a rusty iron sword and threatened to teach them swordsmanship in the early stages of Qi refining was so powerful!
Rogue cultivators: "To round things off, we can be considered her disciples."
Monks from other sects: "... Why do you only teach casual cultivators? Is it too late for me to quit the sect now?"
Song Xinyun: "Poverty has made me rich all over the world."
Note:
1. I don't know how to practice orthodox cultivation. There are a lot of private assumptions in this article.
2. The heroine's upgrade flow, the emotional line is not the main thing
Intention: Life must move forward courageously
