The Mecha War Goddess Never Holds Back

New Release: The Entire Cultivation World Wants Me to Practice Demonic Cultivation!

1.

Luan Hui was an utterly ordinary mortal. When she learned that applying to a cultivation sect meant receiving a monthly stipend, plus a full benefits package, she immediately crossed mountains and rivers to attend the sect recruitment trials. During the entrance test, she followed the instructions and placed her hand on the spirit-testing pillar. A rich, blackish-pink haze of impure energy swirled around for a long time without dispersing. The pillar shook violently, then displayed two large red crosses:

[XX, the worst aptitude, no chance of entering the immortal realm. Thank you for your visit.]

The senior brother assisting with the test advised her to try again next year.

Luan Hui sighed softly, withdrew her hand, and watched the last trace of impure energy fade from her palm.

It seemed she really wasn't cut out for this.

Little did she know, the Holy Son of the Demon Cult had rushed over after sensing her aura. He was biting a handkerchief to contain his excitement:

Such pure demonic energy!

Such overwhelming pressure!

Such a humble, unremarkable person!

Aaaah! Wasn't this the demonic genius the Demon Realm had been desperately searching for?!

2.

For some inexplicable reason, Luan Hui was kept at the best cultivation sect, and even assigned to the inner sect. She attended morning lessons and practiced in the evenings alongside her senior brothers and sisters, working incredibly hard.

But while the others could chop down trees and split mountains with a wave of their hands, and traveled in and out of the sect with ease on clouds, when Luan Hui waved her hand, a tree merely rustled its leaves. And when she stepped onto a cloud to leave, it immediately turned black beneath her feet, even rumbling with thunder and pouring rain.

Luan Hui was deeply troubled. She wanted to become a cultivator too, to vanquish demons and evil for the common people and protect them from harm.

Little did she know, a spirit tree that had lived for millions of years had gained sentience overnight and transformed into a demon. One black cloud above the sect infected another until they were all black, hanging over the sect day and night.

The Holy Son of the Demon Cult, who had been undercover in the sect for years, was so excited he was almost in tears. This person was truly gifted, and she had improved again! It was time to bring her back to the Demon Realm!

The people in the sect gradually realized something was wrong.

Huh, why is the sect filled with black energy?

Wait, why are more and more flowers, plants, and little animals in the back mountain gaining sentience?!

And why is the new junior sister wearing such heavy eye makeup?

Luan Hui was bewildered.