Everyone loves me.
They love the me who laid down her life for the greater good in my previous life.
They all say I'll be a selfless saint, full of boundless love and never showing favoritism toward anyone.
I know I'm selfish, a stress freak, and especially promiscuous.
Not long after the righteous sects finished their once-a-decade recruitment, the Lingxiao Sword Sect, one of the two great orthodox sects, suddenly opened its doors for a special recruitment drive. There was only one position, and applicants had to meet these requirements: female, 16 years old, registered in Shiyun Township, Fuchang County, Linzhou, in the Great Yong Dynasty; no cultivation; and some work experience (beggars, waiters, thieves, bandits, and highwaymen preferred).
Song Jiming, the new generation's senior disciple of the sword sect, fought his fellow disciples tooth and nail to seize the opportunity. He brought his team and charged into Shiyun Township. At the bandit stronghold, he looked up and saw the pretty-boy faces of the rival sect, Yiyun Immortal Sect, all gathered around the bandit chief, fussing over her.
Zhong Rongyu, who had cultivated for eighteen years and gone through 20 partners, smugly thanked this blockhead who knew nothing but sword practice: "If it weren't for your special recruitment drive, we never would've found Fairy Qingyun here!"
Fairy Qingyun had no background, no connections, and no master. The moment she appeared, she became the youngest Nascent Soul cultivator on the continent. She then fought her way across the land, achieving the unprecedented feat of cleansing the Divine Land of demonic sects by herself.
Later, extraterrestrial demons tore through the veil of the Heavenly Dao and invaded. Fairy Qingyun led the young prodigies of the realm, and together they fought back, finally restoring the Heavenly Dao and wiping out every last demon.
She herself died of exhaustion in the final battle, her crimson blood washing across the sky. All that remained were the prodigies who had never confessed their feelings for her. Some secluded themselves in closed-door cultivation, while others became eccentric and unrestrained, but none of them ever forgot her.
When they awoke from their dreams, they found themselves back a hundred years in the past, at a time when Fairy Qingyun had yet to make a name for herself and the extraterrestrial demons had not appeared.
Could it be that even the Heavenly Dao regretted Fairy Qingyun's death?
This time, they would seize the advantage. They would not only save Fairy Qingyun's life, but win her heart as well!
Xie Qingyun, sixteen years old, was the bandit chief of Shiyun Mountain in Shiyun Township. She was plotting to kill the township head, seize the county office, loot its gold and silver, and return to her mountain stronghold to feast on meat and drink to her heart's content.
After hearing a bunch of handsome men explain everything, she clapped enthusiastically:
"What a selfless saint, living only to help others! Amazing! I admire you! I'm touched!"
"By the way, if you have time, could you help me kill the county magistrate? I've had my eye on that huge golden Buddha statue in his house for ages!"
Even after she was asked three times and begged four to join the cultivation world, Xie Qingyun still thought those people who kept smiling ingratiatingly at her had something wrong with their heads. That Fairy Qingyun couldn't possibly share even 0% of her DNA, could she?
Whatever. She was a bad egg who could never say no to temptation.
A family heirloom? A spot in a secret realm? An ancient divine sword?
Hand them over!
Offering their bodies and hearts, and a dual-cultivation session?
Uh...
Heaven is my witness, they were the ones who offered. I just didn't turn them down!
There are more male leads than the two mentioned in the blurb.
Theme: The greater your ability, the greater your responsibility
