Face-Slapping the Fake Dragon Priestess Who Stole My Lifebound Spirit Pet

My sister and I were the daughters of the Dragon Clan's priestess. In my previous life, Father handed us each a fantasy butterfly. He said whoever first trained one to become their bonded spirit pet would become the next priestess. To tame mine, I cultivated day and night, even using my own flesh and blood to make medicine to nourish it every day. At last, the butterfly gained intelligence and became my spirit pet. The dragon women of the entire clan celebrated for me, congratulating me on becoming the first priestess in hundreds of years. But the butterfly only circled above my head before landing on my sister's shoulder with unmistakable affection. My sister sneered at me. “You thought you could switch the spirit beasts without anyone noticing, but you forgot they naturally know who their true master is!” The crowd's curses swept over me in an instant. Father was so humiliated that he ordered my hands chopped off, then threw me into the Nine Heavens' blazing flames to burn alive. My sister became the priestess of the whole clan, and thousands bowed to her. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day Father gave me the fantasy butterfly. I sneered to myself. This time, I wouldn't tame it. Let's see how my sister becomes a priestess then!