Reborn as a Cultivation Sect Leader in the City

Demons run rampant, and the cultivation world faces a calamity unseen in a century.

She faithfully fulfilled her duties as sect leader, holding out for fourteen days inside the Heaven-Reaching Tower before finally being reduced to ashes.

When she opened her eyes again, she had become an ordinary, simple-minded country girl.

Relatives who looked down on the poor, and scoundrels who bullied her family.

A leaky-roofed house, and meals where eggs counted as a great delicacy.

Protecting her weak, helpless mother, who nevertheless gave her a deep sense of family, became her sole mission.

She started with antiques and stone gambling, never expecting it to lead her toward a blueprint for the world.

On and off campus, she astounded everyone, commanding the situation and shaping the outcome. They called her a queen, and no one could stop her or stand in her way.

Note: This is a cultivation novel. The heroine will ultimately stand at the highest peak, stirring up wave after wave of thrilling highs. It features stone gambling and antiques, clashes of blades and shadows, and a gentle, fresh campus romance that unfolds at an elegant pace, with a thousand years of longing paving the way for love.

[Excerpt One]

Long Su'er stood up from behind the barricade. She merely raised one hand, and every bullet froze in place. She had hidden her strength to avoid hurting anyone and to comply with the cultivation treaty. But when they endangered the lives of her companions, that was another matter.

The mercenaries stared wide-eyed in disbelief. This bizarre scene was something they had only ever seen in science fiction movies. They all thought their eyes were playing tricks on them.

“So you do have some dignity after all.” Spiritual energy surged, and her long hair floated upward, as if she were bristling with rage. Her eyes grew darker and darker, until they were as black and gleaming as gemstones. She had a soul-capturing force that drew in the moonlight, making it impossible to look away.

[Excerpt Two]

“Why would you say it so harshly...” Wei Pei'er was left speechless by Long Su'er's words. She couldn’t continue. She was only a concubine-born daughter and wanted no protection from her family in the future, only to marry a suitable man. If she admitted that Long Su'er was right, how could she ever find a husband?

“You’ve never done any of these things? Then exactly how did Fang Qian bully you? If you can’t explain yourself today, my flying sword will have something to say about it.” Long Su'er drew the flying sword Mu Feng had left behind. Her aura surged, and the pressure of her Foundation Establishment cultivation made everyone tremble.

[Excerpt Three]

“The Gong family does not allow spirit beasts to be brought in.”

“Hold on.” A voice rang out, drawing everyone’s attention.

The speaker was none other than Long Su'er. Smiling, she said, “I support allowing spirit beasts. The rules don’t forbid it, so let’s follow the rules.”

“Are you sure?”

“Absolutely.”

Gong Xing curled his lips into a smile. “Then have it your way.”

Long Su'er cupped her hands. “Thank you.”

She raised an eyebrow, a mischievous grin on her face. “One spirit beast gets lonely. Two are more fun. Come on out, Rift.”

“Roar!” The scarred red-haired tiger flew out of the spirit beast pouch. It radiated a mighty kingly aura, its long, flame-like fur bathed in sunlight and shining golden.

“The Red-Haired Tiger King...” Zhou Huahui knew what it was, though the others did not. He had read the Spirit Beast Encyclopedia from cover to cover and knew how ferocious red-haired tigers were. He’d thought they were sure to win, but they’d run into a brick wall instead.

The appeal of this story: the modern-day growth of a female sect leader, and how she rises to the summit to build an immortal legend.