After the Sword Bones Turned into Ashes, the Witch Picked Me Up

Hello everyone, I am a novice novelist. If my writing is not good, please tell me and I can correct it. Please be obedient. Being slandered by my most trusted junior sister and junior brother, my master did not hesitate to smash my sword bones. No one in the sect believed in me. Only the Holy Maiden from the Demon Realm came to my rescue: "These righteous ways are ridiculously hypocritical." I reshaped my demonic bones in the Demonic Abyss, and my cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds. The former master and junior sister are now kneeling at my feet and begging: "I mistakenly believed in the slander, please... Come back." Behind me, the witch put her hand on my head: "If you dare to go back, I will tell you what you did to me." The elf saint gently stroked my shoulder, but the little dragon princess angrily grabbed the corner of my clothes: "Ignore her! You agreed to accompany me to play today!" Even the usually frosty princess said: "If you go back, I will tell my father that you bullied me."