Wen Zhao was born into a wealthy family and was the second daughter in the family. She did whatever she wanted and followed her heart since she was a child. She managed to get into a prestigious university without any shame, treating her like a beautiful loser, an unemployed vagrant, and feeding on her eldest sister. She was allowed to do whatever she wanted at home, making her look like a lawless devil.
Life was so comfortable, but who would have expected that a disaster would come from the sky, and a thunder would strike Wen Zhao violently into the world of cultivation...?
"... Has been bound to the host, and the goal is: No. 1 In the world."
Wen Zhao:... Where did the big girl split me?
Life is not easy and requires fun. Wen Zhao reluctantly agreed to the system's request, but he did not expect to face an infinite involution abyss.
If you have the best physique, practicing swords, refining alchemy, drawing talismans and forming formations... Everything is indispensable.
Worship the best teacher, use the best sword, and refine the most precious medicinal materials...
During the exhausting work, Wen Zhao finally took a breath to admire the beauty. The senior brother stretched out his jade-like knuckles and said in a seductive voice with a smile: "Zhao Zhao, didn't you say you were going to practice the eighth pose tonight?"
Wen Zhao subconsciously looked back. The junior brother who was covered in blood lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and said in a dull voice: "Senior sister, are you leaving?"
The system voice sounded again: Men also want the best!
Wen Zhao:...?
Motto: Stay optimistic