[Western Fantasy] The Demonic Cultivator Who Became a Witch at the Stake

"When people call you a witch, you'd better be a demonic cultivator, and the kind who's utterly evil."

Zhao Lu woke after failing her tribulation and found herself a witch on a pyre. The poor soul tied to the same stake wailed so loudly he was bound to deafen Zhao Lu.

She lowered her eyes. A crowd of multicolored heads approached with torches. The old man leading them looked as proud as a bald rooster. "In the name of the gods, we shall purge the witch."

As the torches were about to set the straw at her feet alight, Zhao Lu had to choose between "figuring out what was going on" and "running for her life." She chose "or": "Mortal fire can't kill me."

Having successfully shown off, Zhao Lu broke free under everyone's horrified gaze and summoned the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, ready to refine everyone there.

That day, the witch appeared once more, prompting the same cry from both heaven and earth: "Wait, you really are a witch?!"

Zhao Lu: "Wait, you really were trying to burn a witch?!"

This is the story of a demonic cultivator who uses the name of a witch to cultivate into a god in another world.

A note before reading: The female lead is a domineering heroine with low morals who likes to solve problems with her fists.

Theme: Be self-reliant and strong. Your future comes first.