Plagued by Misfortune, the Entire Sect Begs Me to Come Out of Seclusion

The Sect Master took on a direct disciple, supposedly a useless good-for-nothing who hadn’t even advanced past the third beginner stage in five years. The sect disciples were in an uproar.

Watching the Sect Master dote on that useless good-for-nothing like she was the apple of his eye, showering her with top-grade spirit stones, high-quality spirit treasures, and magical artifacts as if they cost nothing, the disciples all thought he’d gone mad.

Who could have guessed that just days later, the Sect Master would heartlessly kick her into the sect’s sworn enemy, claiming it was “to give her more opportunities to travel and gain experience”?

Moon-Cradling Sect disciples: “Poor thing. She’s so weak, and now she’s going to Watercloud Sect. Won’t they bully her mercilessly?”

But just days later, news arrived.

Watercloud Sect disciples out on a mission had encountered a once-in-a-thousand-years beast tide!

A bolt of lightning had destroyed Watercloud Sect’s grounds!

Watercloud Sect’s ancestor had failed yet again to pass his tribulation!

The sect’s guardian beast had suddenly broken through the barrier and gone berserk. The elders had all rushed into action and suffered severe injuries!

In just two months, Watercloud Sect had been set back thirty years.

Mo Yu, an ancestor of a first-rank sect and the most powerful cultivator in the cultivation world, was struck dead by a tribulation bolt.

Reborn, she found herself a menial disciple in a small sect?

She shrugged. No problem, she’d take it easy. She’d do her daily sign-in tasks, stroll around the sect, sweep a few floors. What a lovely life.

Then the Sect Master took a liking to her, made her a direct disciple, and entrusted her with an exchange-student post to bring honor to the sect?

Fine, she’d go. What did it matter where she lay low?

But as she lay low, all the other sects somehow collapsed?

Meanwhile, her own sect kept climbing the ranks.

She stared blankly at her smiling master, arms full of all kinds of top-grade cultivation resources.

A top-grade misfortune constitution?

It could make everyone around her spectacularly unlucky?

Comparable to a karmic tribulation?

So she really was a walking jinx!