There's No Way I Can Eat Soft Rice

When I was an ordinary person, my sister told me that if I followed her, I wouldn't have to work hard anymore. So, I became a more powerful warrior non-stop. Another younger sister told me that by following her, it would not be a dream to be popular and drink hot food. So, I became a cultivator without hesitation. But why does the master look at me with an inexplicable sense of familiarity? Could she also want to treat me...