● Traditional cultivation | My take on cultivation | Ensemble cast | Non-typical power progression | A cast full of comedians
[After Reincarnating as an Orphan, I Became the Nightmare of the Entire Cultivation World]
Wu Ling worked herself to the bone in her previous life and eventually became a master artifact refiner. Little did she know that after closing and opening her eyes, she would find herself reincarnated in the cultivation world as its ultimate pauper.
No big deal. This was still a world of cultivation, so Wu Ling figured she could become the strongest artifact refiner in the cultivation world again without breaking a sweat!
But... seeing her fellow disciple wear women's clothes for ten days just to get a few low-grade artifact-refining materials, and her senior brother go down the mountain every night to hawk his wares only to sell a single talisman...
Wu Ling fell silent, then turned and joined the sword cultivators. Don't ask. The Sword Sect gives out swords.
Still, no big deal. She could make money from the sword path to fill the hole in her artifact-refining budget. Training herself into a master artifact refiner shouldn't be too difficult.
Who could have guessed that one night, unable to sleep and wandering around, she would accidentally discover a sect secret, then get dragged onto the sect leader's bandwagon...
From then on, Fuxian Sect lost a little junior sister who did nothing but laze around and sleep, and gained a senior sister who was sharpening her blade and setting her sights on her junior brothers.
The junior brother on her left, who spent his days teasing birds and slacking off, was grabbed by the collar and hauled off to morning drills;
The junior sister on her right, who loved composing verses about the breeze and moonlight, was made to study Three Years to Break Through, Five Years to Ascend;
Even the sect leader, a street loafer who wandered around all day, was chased across the mountain to turn in reports.
Wu Ling: Thanks for asking. If I could do it all over again, I'd knock myself unconscious in bed! :)
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Fuxian Sect had been out of the ranks of the Five Great Sects for over a century. Their performance in every sect competition was laughable.
But at one competition, their eldest disciple crushed the entire cultivation world with her sword, then fought to a draw against the sole disciple of Hengshan Sect's sect leader, the number one of the younger generation.
“What the hell! That what's-their-name has already reached the peak of the Third Realm?!”
“Latest news... that what's-their-name broke through to the Fourth Realm...”
“No way, damn! That what's-their-name refined... a Heaven-Rank Divine Weapon... a Heaven-Rank one...”
For a time, Wu Ling was unrivaled in fame.
Everyone: Is this right? Does this make any sense? Is she even human?! Can we survive this?!
Curious people asked Fuxian Sect's disciples about her and learned that she studied diligently by moonlight and never let her sword leave her hand. She had even spurred the entire sect to study and train hard.
And so the cultivation world abandoned its former laziness, and a whirlwind of frantic diligence swept through every sect. Their disciples were bleary-eyed, with dark circles under their eyes, and hated this sect with a burning, gnashing fury.
When Fuxian Sect's disciples, who had spread the news, heard about it, they felt immensely satisfied. They stole a glance at the figure polishing her sword and silently agreed:
“Having done the deed, I brush off my sleeves and leave, my name and person hidden.”
# Since you got rained on, you might as well tear everyone else's umbrellas to shreds.
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- Little skit -
Before the hour of the Rabbit, wails filled the dormitories.
Sword in hand, Wu Ling went from room to room to round everyone up for morning classes. She entered each room and knocked down the rows of disciples like whack-a-moles. Every hit earned an “Ow!” in response. The experience was deeply satisfying.
One day, hoping to escape this ordeal, someone hid that sword.
The next day, Wu Ling brought out her latest refined divine weapon...
That day, everyone's message jade received a group message:
[Eat, Sleep, Beat Up Junior Brothers: Thanks to the kind anonymous person. The new weapon is a delight to test out (smile)]
The disciples: …
“Holy crap! A ghost got in!”
“Who the hell stole Senior Sister's sword?! Give it back!”
Many years later, Fuxian Sect's disciples wrote their memoirs, and each one had a chapter titled: The Cat and the Mouse, Senior Sister and Me
With a three-foot sword on my back, I stand up for the wronged beneath the heavens.
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* Ensemble cast | Slow burn | Power progression
* Lots of banter | Lighthearted | Many original settings
* Male lead | Decided | Romance included
* If it's not for you | Click away | Please don't linger
Theme: I am who I am, and I protect my people.
