I Painted Skins and Ascended in the Cultivation Realm

This novel: A hilarious, goofy, everyone-loves-her story

Lu Wushuang transmigrates into a cultivation novel where everyone survives by "refining skin." Once you lose your own skin, you can never cultivate again.

As a minor character destined to be cannon fodder in a cultivation novel, the original owner was born with a beautiful, flawless skin. Unfortunately, the heroine coveted it and stripped it from her.

Wearing the original owner's skin, the heroine becomes everyone's darling, receives one immortal opportunity after another, and turns into an admired fairy!

The original owner, stripped of her skin, survives with the help of secret medicines but becomes an ugly, skinless freak. Plagued by illness and abused by others, she spends her life in misery, worse than death.

After Lu Wushuang transmigrates, she looks at her bloodied face. To stay alive, she can only try painting a skin for herself to wear.

With a flourish of her brush, a pretty little girl appears on the page. She drapes the skin over her body, and the next moment, her face looks completely normal.

Lu Xiaoshuang: !

Hey, with a pair of skilled hands, painting skin is a piece of cake!

But can someone tell her why this paper skin only lasts for a little while? And why can't it get wet?

The rain pours down. Soon her nose and face are all crooked. A friend passes by, cries, "A ghost!" and runs off in terror.

Lu Wushuang: ...

To paint good skin, she has no choice but to seek out the juices of spirit plants and spirit beasts!

Wait, what if she paints a layer of skin on this alchemy furnace? And what if she paints a layer of skin on a spiritual artifact while it's being crafted?

These pills seem to have a high failure rate. Paint a layer of skin on them and toss them into the furnace!

When she opens it, every pill is perfectly round and plump. Whatever she paints is exactly what comes out!

Her friends watch as her skin absorbs spiritual energy like it's tangible and gather around her. "Wushuang, could you paint one for me?"

Lu Xiaoshuang nods. "Sure!"

Her brush flows like water, and it's done in an instant.

But what the heck, why did she paint the neighbor's Er Gouzi?

Lu Wushuang rubs her chin, embarrassed, and clears her throat. "With my current skills, this is the only kind of skin I can paint! How about we make do with it for now?"

Her friend puts on the dog skin with a stiff expression. Then spiritual energy turns into rays of five-colored light and flows into their body on its own, whether they're walking, eating, or sleeping.

Damn, being Er Gouzi is amazing! Only a fool wouldn't want to be Er Gouzi.

Woof! Woof, woof!

Wait, the neighbor's Er Gouzi is chasing after them. Does he want a wife?

Help!!!

The first time she meets that dog of a man.

He wears a wicked smile and reaches out to pet the vicious dog beside him, picking on the weak.

"Er Gou, go bite someone!"

The second time they meet, the man leers at her paper skin and follows her all the way.

After a downpour, her lovely little face is crooked all over. The man lets out a scream.

"A ghost! A ghost!"

He turns and runs for his life, leaving her behind!

The Nth time they meet.

The dog of a man: Honey, I'm sorry! I really am! How about I become your Er Gou? Put a layer of dog skin on me, and I'll be your most loyal dog!

Theme: My fate is mine to control, not the heavens'!