With Mind Reading, This Sect Is Doomed Without Me

After working for over a decade in the modern world, Si Qi transmigrated into the cultivation world and became an overlooked elder of the Piaomiao Sect.

The memories transferred into her mind told her that this sect was small but powerful, and that everyone was kind. Better yet, her mother had ascended to godhood.

In short, there was just one thing to do: lie flat!

After taking stock of her assets and cultivation, Si Qi immediately decided to set off on a spontaneous trip.

Then she discovered she could hear what the people in the sect were thinking.

The senior disciple, who seemed cold and powerful to outsiders, was screaming internally as he beheaded a demon beast with one stroke.

"Aaaaaah, this is terrifying! So much blood! I'm going to die!"

Then he shut his eyes and went limp. Everyone thought he had fainted from exhaustion.

Only Si Qi was left speechless.

The second disciple, gentle and beautiful as if a deity had descended, had just finished comforting someone. The next moment, alone in a corner, she began to cry quietly.

"Sob, sob, sob. How pitiful. It hurts so much. I want to die."

Then she tried to stab herself.

Si Qi was horrified and hurried to stop her.

The bright and lively junior disciple turned around, and gloom immediately covered her face.

Her inner voice: "That person was so annoying. Should I kill them?"

Then she went back to her courtyard to sharpen her knife and draw up eighteen assassination plans.

Si Qi: ??? Calm down! You can't stab this person!

The longer Si Qi stayed at the Piaomiao Sect, the more clearly she realized that every single person in this powerful, glamorous-looking sect was a problem child with serious psychological issues.

The sect leader had the biggest problems of all. The thought he voiced most often was:

"Why could my master be so cold and heartless, abandoning me to ascend alone?"

His words held five parts affection, three parts resentment, and two parts hatred. He grew more and more unhinged by the day.

The master he spoke of was none other than the mother of Si Qi's current body, who had ascended to godhood centuries ago.

Watching the sect begin to fall apart from within despite having no outside enemies, Si Qi tearfully took charge of the mess on her hands.

Everyone knew that the Piaomiao Sect was small, with only five members. But its people were so powerful and their conduct so noble that the whole sect was regarded as a model for the cultivation world.

Everyone except Si Qi.

Only when Si Qi stepped before the crowd and punched a demon beast that everyone else had found troublesome into oblivion, and everyone in the Piaomiao Sect obeyed her without question, did people begin to realize:

Something was off.

Theme: In the end, you have to rely on yourself.