Sorry, I Cultivate the Cycle of Reincarnation

[Main story complete / Extra chapters updated at the end of August]

Gong Wu was born with two deficiencies in her constitution. Though all she was allowed to do in her sect was sweep the floors, her master and senior brother doted on her as she grew up over the past sixteen years.

That changed when she was shoved into the Pool of Ten Thousand Devourings and died twice. When she woke again, her cultivation had advanced three stages, and her fate had been dramatically reversed.

Her master was deeply worried about her. "From now on, whatever you do, don't just go dying! The others might think you're a monster!"

Gong Wu: "...I'll try!"

Less than half a year later, rumors spread far and wide that an immortal, indestructible demon had suddenly appeared in a tiny, shabby sect on the frontier.

Righteous cultivators from all over drew their swords against her, crying, "How can we let this stand? We should cut out her golden core, seize her cultivation, and help ourselves ascend sooner!"

Another half year passed, and the tide turned completely.

"Granny Gong! The river demon causing the Huainan floods is too fierce! We can't defeat it!"

"Grandmaster Gong, would you be willing to share your cultivation techniques? ...Let me pour you some tea!"

"Immortal Gong! Please, save my master! You're probably the only person in the world who can climb Night Vulture Mountain and pick the immortal herb!"

Gong Wu smiled gently and flipped through her old ledger.

"If you're here to apologize, remember to get in the proper queue."

-Romance-focused blurb-

Tanhua Palace had only one senior sister, one senior brother, and her.

Ji Yang cultivated the Ruthless Dao, first severing the roots of emotion, then cutting off love and hate, until his infatuation gradually vanished completely.

For many years he was as bright and noble as the moon. Little by little, he stopped smiling, becoming transcendent and pure as a piece of heavenly jade.

There was only one matter on which he never gave in.

-Gong Wu's marriage.

A great demon came to propose with a grand procession of wedding gifts stretching ten li. The betrothal gifts included a dragon holding a pearl and phoenix-feather jade. His feelings were sincere, and he vowed they would cherish each other year after year.

Ji Yang merely opened the box and glanced inside before calmly saying they were unsuitable.

"Xiao Wu's hair is very long. A short hairpin like this won't hold it up."

"That shows you haven't given her your heart, either."

A venerable monk confessed his love beneath the moon, willing to return to secular life and devote himself to her alone.

Ji Yang raised his lantern, then looked at her before its shimmering light and smiled.

"I'm really afraid you'll be sweet-talked into going off with someone."

She climbed the steps to immortality for him again and again, falling and rising several times just to drag him out of the Demonic Abyss.

After attaining the Dao, every smile, every flare of anger, every hatred and every pang of pain he felt was for her, yet he thought it was all ordinary.

Before the Stairway to the Heavens of a Thousand Clouds, he had severed all seven emotions and six desires. He was calm and detached, neither sad nor happy.

But when he looked back and saw her, his heart still stirred without end, like bells swaying in the wind.

...In the end, he still couldn't let you go.

"Xiao Wu, I'll give you a thousand times what they offered."

Theme: Be confident of victory and keep striving.