Try Falling in Love With Your Brain Turned On

Awu had wanted to be the greatest in the world ever since she was little.

But her sect was one of the most insignificant in the cultivation world. When she was nine, everyone in the sect pooled their money to send her to study at the finest school around, Tianyan Sect.

Her wine-loving master never touched another drop. Her beauty-loving senior brother spent his days doing heavy labor, and her sword-obsessed senior sister even sold her bonded sword.

Awu did not betray their trust. At Tianyan Sect, where powerful cultivators were everywhere, she fought her way into the most important tournament among the immortal sects.

But on the day of the tournament, Awu died.

Her sect was razed to the ground as well.

Only then did Awu learn that she was a cannon-fodder character in a novel, while the Tianyan Sect senior sister who had bullied her was the heroine adored by everyone. All her admirers were hopeless romantics!

The Demon Lord was furious that the heroine had left his side. He wanted her to look only at him from then on, so he killed everyone at the tournament that day except her.

Among them were Awu and her unlucky fellow disciples, who had come to compete alongside her.

A cultivator who had ascended wanted to prove he would do anything for the heroine, so he called down a lightning tribulation and leveled several mountains.

Among them was Awu's sect.

Even the High God who governed the cosmos was willing to reverse time and make all living beings suffer, just to present the heroine with a fireworks display and make up for the regret that they had never watched fireworks together on their birthdays.

Awu: ?

Before she bled her last drop of blood, she couldn't help raising her middle finger to the heavens.

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But when she opened her eyes again, Awu was reborn.

She had returned to the day her master and senior brother and sisters were sending her down the mountain, their eyes brimming with tears. This time, she wiped her eyes, looked at them, and shook her head. "No, I'm staying with you."

Her sect would no longer be an obscure little sect.

Tianyan Sect ranked below them. The High God cherished their talents, and even an ascended cultivator tried to recruit them into his own sect. Everyone was sure Awu would win the grandest swordsmanship tournament of all.

But an accident struck during the competition. The Demon Lord attacked, and Awu led the cultivators in defending against him. The Demon Lord, clad in black, looked at her with a scornful smile and charged with his blade.

Before he could reach her, his head had already hit the ground.

A young man stood with his sword in hand, wiping the blood from between his brows as he smiled. "You're not worthy of competing with her."

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Jiang Xingzhou had never imagined that on the day he hit rock bottom,

The one who would rush over, grab him by the collar, and toss a sword in front of him would be his sworn enemy, who had always made things difficult for him.

"Get up. Your job is to help me build something great."

Theme: I am the greatest in the world, of course.