(I suddenly wanted to revise the story halfway through writing it, so updates are slow. I won't abandon it, QWQ.)
Greedy, lecherous merchant Xiao Ling X a seemingly delicate, sickly city lord with a hidden dark side, Wei Xuanzhi.
As an archaeology specialist, Xiao Ling transmigrates to the legendary world of cultivation. She runs a shop called Yujing Pavilion, which makes Nuo masks, and spends her days making money and visiting brothels. Life is pretty carefree.
The Patriarch: With a constitution like yours, you have every kind of spiritual root. You're a good-for-nothing cultivator, a once-in-a-millennium rarity.
Cultivation? Not a chance. She runs into trouble the moment she enters the immortal sect.
The good news: she successfully pulls off a face-slapping and even saves a beautiful, docile invalid. The bad news: she manages to offend every elder and disciple.
Before she can use her favor to take advantage of him, the beautiful city lord turns the tables on her. Her already-terrible reputation takes another hit, and her life is now in his hands.
Xiao Ling: I'll settle both old and new debts. If I don't make him pay through the nose, I might as well not be the pavilion master.
She decisively closes her shop and enters the sect to collect on her favor, sitting back to watch things unfold while openly stealing the sect's secrets. The usually dignified sect leader finally loses her composure and grits her teeth.
"I've lived to this age, and now I get to see a good-for-nothing with every spiritual root swagger into Xuangang Sect. You beat up our elders, and our disciples still line up to welcome you. What kind of logic is that!?"
Wei Xuanzhi: It's fine. If they insult you fewer than thirty times, that means they're welcoming you.
Xiao Ling: Don't mind the sect leader. I often accidentally put my friends in the ICU when I'm chatting with them, too.
[Human and ghost collude, the crooked join forces with the crooked! What kind of cultivation is this?]
That's what everyone inside and outside the sect thinks of Xiao Ling. She spreads her hands.
"Who said I came here to cultivate immortality?"
Until she joins forces with that beautiful city lord to cut out the festering rot of Xuanzhou, and ends up taking the sect leader's throne along the way.
[Come to think of it, even crooked ways are still a way.]
Updated daily.
Theme: Joining hands to pass on intangible cultural heritage and build prosperity
The author is so awesome [Kiss me] This is my favorite novel that I have read in Jinjiang in the past two years. Come on!!! Looks good 😍 😍 😍