The Immortal Sect’s Number One Lackey

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Rong Huaibing died suddenly and transmigrated.

To make matters worse, she became the female supporting character in a matchmaking novel, a stepping stone to the leads' success. In the future, she'd also be tormented for the rest of her life by her fiancé, who had a crush on the heroine.

The immortal sect was vast. After enduring countless hardships, Rong Huaibing stood before the grand hall, listening respectfully to an elder's lecture.

Before her stood the heroine, along with the hero, who was exchanging meaningful glances with her.

Rong Huaibing: "...Damn it!"

The elder said, "Your talent is average, your insight passable. Wait over there."

After hearing how the plot went, Rong Huaibing, the original male lead's most loyal lackey, didn't hesitate to get as far away as possible.

As if matchmaking mattered more than making money!

Rong Huaibing looked up at the immortals seated in attendance and fixed her gaze on the one at the highest seat: the wealthiest villain in the entire book. "I want to become a disciple of the sect master!"

The immortal said, "As it happens, I'm short a disciple to handle odd jobs. You can do it."

"If you join my sect, there are three rules."

"First, you may not take a scion of an aristocratic clan as your cultivation partner."

"Second, you may not use the sect's influence to benefit your family."

"Third, you must remain upright for life and never marry."

Rong Huaibing looked into the immortal's utterly impassive eyes and said, "Very well. This disciple will follow your teachings."

From that day on, Rong Huaibing became the busiest person in the sect, as well as the most loyal lackey in her master's household.

Her master didn't want to lecture the outer sect disciples today? No problem, she'd do it.

Her senior brother didn't want to go down the mountain on a mission today? No problem, she'd go.

Her senior sister didn't want to take her turn on sect duty today? No problem, she'd cover for her.

Her junior brother didn't feel like practicing today? No problem, she'd help him fool their master.

Her junior sister wanted to stake out the whereabouts of the man of her dreams? No problem, she'd do it.

Even when her master wanted nothing to do with the sect's mundane affairs, it was no problem. He could leave everything to her, and she'd make sure it was all taken care of. She was the most shamelessly devoted lackey in the sect.

Everyone said she was taking the opportunity to cozy up to the immortal clans, hoping to rise to the top in one leap.

Rong Huaibing just smiled, then carried on running errands at her master's command.

Whatever her master asked her to do, she could do. Even what he didn't ask her to do, she could do.

Countless immortal clans knew that Daoist Zun Jici had a loyal, capable lackey at his side, one who handled everything and took care of every detail. She was practically a second Daoist Zun Jici.

Jici let her take charge, too. She was one of his own, after all, and he could trust her to get things done.

Until one day, heavenly tribulation descended and a demonic abyss opened.

The immortal sect's prodigies fell one after another, powerless to resist.

His little disciple Rong Huaibing was about to head to the battlefield, too.

Jici emerged from seclusion. "Stand down. Saving all living beings in the world is beyond your capabilities."

He thought she was just a little disciple who spent her days doing odd jobs. How could she shoulder such a burden?

But then, beneath a sky filled with rosy clouds, his little disciple stood with a blade in hand.

She said, "The Nine Provinces and all the lands beneath heaven rest on my shoulders. You don't get to speak for all living beings!"

[A scheming, ambitious heroine who'll climb to the top x a gloomy, obsessive ghost of an old relic, oblivious to his own lovesickness]

The heroine's name, Rong Huaibing, was inspired by Xin Qiji's poem "To the Tune of Shui Diao Ge Tou: In Harmony with Ma Shudu's Visit to Moon Wave Tower":

"I summon the bright moon across the sky, its snowy light filling my heart, flowing like a hundred rivers. Before the whale can drink the sea dry, the sword's aura has already swept through autumn."

Also, I borrowed a joke from The Ming Dynasty in 1566.

Synopsis archived as a screenshot on 2025-06-11.

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Theme: Never forget your original aspirations; keep the righteous path in your heart.