Don't Talk Nonsense, She's Really Weak

Her spiritual palace shattered, her spiritual meridians ruined, Lu Zhuxi became a cripple.

Cultivator A sighed. "She's really weak, but she's so strong-willed."

Cultivator B said, "Something's not right. The Demon Mist Town, the Liyue Forbidden Grounds, the Sea of Ghostly Cries, the Burial Dragon Mountains... She's everywhere. Why is a cripple sticking her nose into all this?"

In the distance, Lu Zhuxi slapped away a beast tide. Cultivator B shrieked, "Look! Look! I told you something was off about her!"

Cultivator A looked solemn. "Don't talk nonsense. She has her reasons!"

Cultivator B: "...I wouldn't mind experiencing reasons like those myself..."

Later, demons crossed the border. The fiends looked down from on high at all living beings. "Submit, or die."

All the cultivators joined forces to repel the invaders.

Lu Zhuxi: "I..."

"Get back!"

Lu Zhuxi: "But I..."

"You can't do it! Get back!"

Before them, fiends pressed in from all sides. Behind them stood their family, friends, fellow disciples, and ordinary people...

"It is our duty as cultivators to slay evil and drive back demons!"

Blood-red light illuminated Lu Zhuxi's pale face. She sighed softly. "Everyone, please lend me your strength!"

On this day, the wishes of all living beings brought forth a Dharma form.

Lu Zhuxi: Evil or demon, I don't care. Take this massive slap!

When each generation of the Lu family comes of age, they receive a "Death List." When the last name on the list disappears, it means the person's part-time job as the Grim Reaper has been successfully completed.

One moment, Lu Zhuxi had just received her own "Death List." The next, she had transmigrated into a cultivation novel as a minor character who had just been humiliated by the Chosen One.

Her spiritual roots were crippled, she was seriously injured and bedridden, and she was about to die.

The "Death List" that came with her had only one name on it: Lu Zhuxi.

Lu Zhuxi spat blood. She couldn't believe her first job, which was also her last, would be to send herself off.

The Little Immortal Sect was only a third-rate sect in the cultivation world, with fewer than ten disciples in total. Ever since their junior sister, Lu Zhuxi, challenged that prodigy and was crippled, the sect's disciples had all started leaving or running away.

Before they left, they even dumped Lu Zhuxi in a mass grave and spat at her. "Pah! Just wait to die, you cripple!"

Night fell. Lu Zhuxi didn't meet her death. Instead, a crowd of lonely ghosts showed up, bringing with them a hope for survival.

Lu Zhuxi discovered that there seemed to be a bug in the Death List.

The names on it no longer disappeared. Instead, she could add the names of the dead to it.

And every time a new name appeared, her cultivation improved by a level.

Lu Zhuxi: A mass grave? No, this is my paradise.

---Coming Soon: I'm Afraid I'll Scare You to Death---

A monster named Lin Zhi'an has just arrived in City A. Curious monsters keep coming to ask her, "Little monster, what's your true form?"

Wearing her school uniform, Lin Zhi'an blinks. "My true form is so enormous that heaven and earth can't contain it. I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I tell you!"

The monsters laugh. "You're awfully cocky. Aren't you afraid you'll get yourself killed?"

But later, when the dragon veins are damaged and heaven and earth are thrown into chaos, the Heavenly Masters and great demons join forces to fight to the death for the world's last chance of survival. Lin Zhi'an finishes her last sip of milk, then soars into the sky with a dragon's roar. The majestic, enormous golden dragon vanishes into the clouds. With one swing of its colossal claw, it shakes heaven and earth.

That day, the great demons remember Lin Zhi'an's words: "My true form is so enormous that heaven and earth can't contain it."

The monsters and Heavenly Masters: We thought you were just being chuuni. You actually meant it?

Theme: An ordinary life.