The Laid-Back Junior Sister Is Forced to Be a Powerhouse

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A goofy, clearheaded fake overachiever x a true powerhouse who's been plotting for a long time

Jiang Ning has always been the sort to slack off and take life as it comes. One day, she's bound to the Overachiever System and learns that she's an evil supporting character destined to die young. All she wants is to lie flat.

As luck would have it, she also picks up a man, apparently an even more unfortunate cannon-fodder character than herself. Thanks to the life-saving favor she did him, she occasionally takes advantage of him.

Who could have guessed that the System would assign her tasks ranging from sword practice, to killing evil cultivators, and finally saving the cultivation world? Every task is more absurd than the last, and more miserable than her early-morning classes in her previous life.

So she really wants to say this to everyone in the cultivation world:

"I'm an evil supporting character. Send me a hundred yuan to help me save the cultivation world."

*

Only when their sect is overrun by evil cultivators do the disciples realize that the junior sister who always loved to laze around seems to have become the strongest of them all.

They watch as she cleaves through countless evil cultivators with a single stroke of her sword. Even drenched in blood, she stands firm and unmoving.

At that moment, everyone sees her sword.

They also hear her wipe the blood from her face and point her sword ahead, speaking with casual indifference:

"Is there some juicy scandal in the cultivation world? Why does everyone keep showing up?"

*

Yan Xiuci thought that once his great revenge was complete, he would die alone.

But again and again, the girl who saved him made him laugh.

She was always saying she hated cultivation, yet she improved at a startling pace.

He wondered when he should offer himself to her in marriage.

Unexpectedly, one day his disguise was exposed in a panic.

The girl chased him with her sword for more than a hundred li before he barely managed to save his life.

So he swore to her:

"I will never deceive anyone again in this life, especially you, A Ning."

The moment he fell for her, he had secretly promised her his whole life.

Whatever the outcome, all that mattered was his sincerity.

He was willing to lose to her for the rest of his life.

*

After successfully ascending to immortality, Jiang Ning stood in a secluded spot on the way to the heavens above Yunxiao Sect and swung her sword once more.

"With this sword, I will shatter the thousand-year divide between immortals and mortals, and proclaim it to all living beings."

A few notes before you read:

1. My take on cultivation; the heroine grows over time.

2. The hero falls first; everyday pursuit of his wife.

3. Ensemble cast and plot-focused; a soft spot for the righteous path getting its moments in the spotlight.

4. No rivalry between women for a man, but plenty of rivalry between men. Everyone has their own aims, and no one fights over a man.

5. Stories about the young men and women I love.

[Random red-envelope giveaways in the comments on paid chapters.]

P.S. Below is the blurb for my upcoming novel, A Substitute's Path to the Passionate Dao.

A repentant fake playboy x a proud, aloof man who humbles himself for love

Male lead suffers.

Yun Qingqiao was happily enjoying herself in the arms of a beauty when someone suddenly pulled her into his embrace.

She looked up. That familiar face, dark expression, and threatening tone all seemed familiar.

"Well, if it isn't Lord Yunxiao of the Guiyi Sect, high and mighty as ever. What brings you to a vulgar place like this?" She even reached up to lightly caress his face, teasing him.

She had looked up into those eyes countless times. They had held indifference, coldness, and anger, but never love.

When he didn't answer and only clutched her hand tightly, Yun Qingqiao let him do as he pleased. But her next words made his hand tremble.

"What is it? The lofty Dao Lord can't win over his beloved moonlight, so now he remembers how good his substitute was?"

"Or do you want me to fawn over you like I used to?"

Thinking of how she'd acted like a lovesick puppy back then left her speechless.

What had she ever seen in that guy?

At least she'd cut her losses in time and changed to the Passionate Dao.

It felt wonderful to wander among the flowers.

But the next moment, the man who had been silent finally spoke, his voice hoarse and low as he pleaded, "If they can, why can't I?"

She immediately shoved him away and rejected him coldly.

"Have you forgotten, Dao Lord? You and I have nothing to do with each other anymore. Besides, Pei Zhao, the day you made me your substitute, you should have known this would be the result."

"You're not worthy of me. You're repulsive."

*

The one thing Pei Zhao regretted most was not stopping Yun Qingqiao when she destroyed her own cultivation. He would never forget that day.

With one sword stroke, she cut off the bond between master and disciple.

With a second, she severed her own spiritual meridians and destroyed everything she had achieved in swordsmanship.

Her dark hair hung loose, her body was covered in blood, and she crossed the steps before the gate.

Though she had fallen low, she still said with absolute resolve, "Pei Zhao, you're the one who's unworthy."

From then on, she would never again be anyone's substitute.

She would walk only her own righteous path.

But she had forgotten that for a cultivator, severing one's spiritual meridians was no different from taking one's own life.

He began to abandon everything, searching only for traces of her.

Until he saw her, surrounded by handsome men, amid singing and dancing.

He went mad. Even a man who had always held himself above others learned to beg.

"I can do it too. I'll do anything you want."

Premise: To build anew, one must first tear everything down.