Yang Linqing was reborn in the Yang family of Beitu Continent, before everything began.
Armed with the foresight that came with being reborn, she was ready to embark on a life of face-slapping and turning the tables.
Then she discovered that this really was nothing special.
Transmigrating to a cultivation continent, the strongest sect in three thousand years, that was her greatest opportunity.
With the cultivation civilization of the most orthodox cultivation world behind her, Yang Linqing surged ahead on Beitu Continent.
It used to be that Heaven rewarded hard work, and everyone had to toil diligently. Time treated everyone equally.
Linqing: Hmm~ Let me see how things are done around here. No need to make a fuss over the usual stuff~
It used to be that Beitu Continent was a wasteland of mystic arts, and a book of mystic energy techniques was almost impossible to find~
Linqing: My sect has thousands upon thousands of books and scriptures. Let me check... Oh, only 37.68 million volumes.
It used to be that medicine was backward on Beitu Continent, and alchemy masters were as rare as phoenix feathers, each one unbearably arrogant~
Linqing: My sect excels at alchemy. Heaven has blessed me with this gift, and I happen to be an unremarkable little genius at making potions.
She thought that in the sect, her five spiritual roots made her a born good-for-nothing, that cultivation would take twice the effort for half the result, and that her future seemed bleak~
Little did she know that her spiritual sea was boundless, and that her mystic energy could level up in every attribute. She was unstoppable, with truly heaven-defying strength~
With the sect's big shots backing her, Yang Linqing became a legendary figure on Beitu Continent.
The scheming, arrogant former fiance who had passed her by in her previous life, the eldest prince...
Linqing: I knew you were trying to hurt me. You never imagined you would end up loving me, but so what?
The academy dean, who she thought in this life was an ugly old man, but who was born so handsome he couldn't help it, and stood at the peak of the mystic energy continent...
Linqing: My heart holds nothing but boundless knowledge.
A certain dean, blushing: My childhood nickname is
The writing is very good, and the background seems to be quite large. Are you not going to write it anymore?