"Master is a cool, beautiful woman. Eldest Senior Brother is equally at home in the kitchen and at a banquet. Second Senior Brother is just a dumb dog.
The four of us in this branch of the sect have only one thing in common: we're all broke."
The Tale of Sang Rong
#My Invincible Sect and I Have All Come Down the Mountain#
(See below the blurb for content warnings)
In the fifth year of Sang Rong's training trip down the mountain, she was in a sudden car accident.
Riding her electric scooter, she hit an unconventional-looking man who'd run a red light and crossed outside the crosswalk. After taking him to the hospital, she discovered that the man was her younger brother. To top it off, she was the real heiress of a wealthy family who'd been switched at birth.
Sang Rong thought of how the heavenly secrets had decreed that her sect was destined to be poor, and how the action group's wages were always in arrears. She figured this was her chance to get rich.
But...
Her birth parents looked down on her as the daughter of a nouveau riche pig farmer.
Her younger brother thought she was no match for the gentle, cute, and kind fake heiress.
Her grandfather thought she was untalented, a high school dropout with terrible aptitude.
Sang Rong, who had just gone into berserk mode and finished ripping a vicious evil spirit apart with her bare hands: Ah... even a little bunny can't put up with this.
One day, her grandfather, a former disciple of the Tianshu Sect, stroked his beard and said that the fake heiress was sure to inherit his teachings.
Sang Rong looked at the warm Tianshu Sect leader's seal in her hand. "Grandpa, what do you think this is?"
Grandfather: ??!
One day, her child-star younger brother invited her to appear on a horror variety show, hoping to embarrass her and make her the target of ridicule.
Sang Rong looked at the water bottle her brother was drinking from. A pig demon was sealed inside it, but she decided not to tell him the truth.
At the Tianshu Sect's disciple admissions office.
Her birth parents brought the talented fake heiress to apply. They were just about to sneer at their useless biological daughter when the leader of the Tianshu Sect came running over:
"Little Senior Sister, what brings you here?"
Her birth parents: ??!
Wasn't her adoptive father a nouveau riche pig farmer?
Many, many years later...
Sang Rong, a fluffy bunny who'd finally had her fill of fun out in the world, knocked on the mountain's front gate. "Master, did you miss me?"
A silver-haired man with several fluffy tails arched an eyebrow, holding a plate of delicious-smelling food. "Who are you?"
Sang Rong: ...π_π
Reading Guide (Content Warnings):
1. A domineering fluffy bunny who can rip monsters apart with her bare hands and act cute and spoiled, versus a pure-hearted fluffy fox who's lived for thousands of years and is full of tsundere traits.
2. No one in the sect is a good person. The heroine often goes berserk, can kill 999 enemies with a single strike, and is her senior brother's partner in stirring up trouble. She's not the usual sweet and cuddly heroine, so read with caution.
3. Not a typical face-slapping story or a typical fake heiress story. Some ensemble cast. The main characters each have their own storylines, and romance and plot get equal focus. If you only like face-slapping, this isn't for you T_T.
Please add it to your favorites and leave a comment, okay~~
Theme: Hard work pays off
Ah, there are even typos in the copy. It means "accepting the error" instead of "reporting the error". The quality of the first impression is not good.
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Damn, did you write "account" wrong?
"Yi" is a big thorn in the side of the author~
Hhh The writing is so interesting and the title of the book is so cute~
The critical moment has suddenly arrived, the heroine! I'm holding my breath!