Reborn, the Junior Sister Mistakes Her Cinnabar Mark

* Junior Sister Jian Lu has a life that seems to come with cheat codes:

One: She's a prodigy of the immortal sect, cultivating at incredible speed. She can master a technique with a single glance, even when it takes others many days to grasp it. In just a few short years, she becomes one of the best among her peers, with boundless prospects.

Two: She's naturally flirtatious and carefree, and never keeps the same male cultivator around for more than ten days. Even a passing peacock spreads its tail for her. Her popularity is the envy of the single disciples.

Three: Her senior brothers and sisters adore her. She's their favorite junior sister.

Her life seems to come with cheat codes, but her misfortune is very real.

She's suddenly accused of murdering a fellow disciple. By the time she realizes what's happening, she's already been dragged onto the Thunder-Induction Platform to pay for that disciple's life.

The fellow disciples she'd once advised pretend not to know her. The cultivators she'd flirted with don't dare look at her. Her beloved senior brothers and sisters have been locked up and can't save her.

Just as a blade of lightning is about to pierce her, a young man suddenly rushes out of nowhere and shields her from it. He collapses into her arms, barely alive, with amorous eyes and soft, full lips. What a pretty young man, but she doesn't know him.

"Do you remember? Three years ago, in the peach grove behind the mountain, you saved someone who was about to hang himself."

Those were the last words the young man spoke before dying in her arms.

His appearance changed nothing. She still died on the Thunder-Induction Platform.

When she opened her eyes again, Jian Lu had returned to three years earlier.

She couldn't remember which day she'd saved whom, but she still went to the back mountain whenever she had a spare moment, hoping to see again the young man who had risked his life for her.

She saved the person who had tried to hang himself, but his face was different.

...He was probably some mountain spirit with a disposable face.

Jian Lu hid him away and kept him safe, granting his every request.

Until one day, she brought a newly woven flower crown to play with him, only to find him gone. From far away, she heard that someone in the direction she'd just come from had caught a spirit. Sensing trouble, she hurried back.

In the peach grove, surrounded by layer upon layer of disciples, a small, slender boy crouched on the ground, trembling. His familiar, amorous eyes glanced at her, filled with three parts delight, three parts sorrow, and four parts pleading.

Jian Lu glanced at the place where a tree was missing, guiltily hiding the peach blossom wreath behind her back.

Why didn't you finish telling me you were that peach tree before you got killed off?

Flirtatious, lovable junior sister x sweet, devoted little peach blossom

* The main plot follows a murder investigation, with plenty of cuddles with the little peach blossom.

* It may be a little angsty from Peach Baochuan's point of view.

Theme: If you compare wealth to poverty, one is on the ground and the other in the heavens