Xi Cen was eighteen years old and was coaxed and trafficked into a low-grade miscellaneous book by an unscrupulous system. God was unfair. She was neither the heroine nor the supporting actress, not even the cannon fodder Bai Yueguang, who died early. She didn't know who she was, but she was left in that world without any idea.
She has no golden fingers, no system, no mind-reading skills, and she does not even have the special ability to see comments from netizens as soon as she raises her eyes... She is alone and lonely, standing in a deep mountain and old forest in the drizzle.
Destroy it, Xi Cen wiped his face numbly, the novels are all lies.
To be honest, although she didn't know how she got here, her top priority was to survive first.
Must survive.
Later, she discovered that this bullshit world still involves cultivating immortals. She always felt that she should have read it somewhere, but she had completely forgotten the plot and the protagonist. How could she talk about what role her identity played...? Moreover, most of the NPCs in this book are not very smart, it seems that this book is not very popular, and the author's writing skills are average. She lives in the mountains to hide her from others... Until that day, that rainy night, someone picked her up from a drop of cloud and threw her into a world where she should be as big as a chasm.
I can't understand this bullshit plot. It's a superb Mary Su Shuang story. Xi Cen hates this world where everyone except the male and female protagonists are either alive or dead and are either foreshadowing or foil or meaningless.
Cultivation? What kind of immortality do you want to cultivate? If you don't understand, I'm going to feed the chickens.
Intention: Don't belittle yourself
