Xia Zhuxiao

Introduction When Shen Xiyao woke up, she was lying in the wilderness covered in blood. She didn't know how she traveled through time, or who she was - to be precise, she knew that she was Shen Xiyao. She died late at night while working overtime in her previous life, and she almost died under the claws of a monster in this life. But other than that, she had nothing. There is no system, no grandpa, no heaven-defying skills, and I can't even get a warm meal. The only thing is the spiritual root. A spiritual root in the shape of a scale has no attributes or grades. Anyone who tests it will shake their head and say "wasted". But Shen Xiyao gradually discovered that this scale can clearly see the "balance" of everything - where is the weakness, where is the room, and the thin line between life and death. No attack power, no defense power, just visibility. She convinced herself that it was better to see clearly than to die in ignorance. She traveled through mountains and rivers, and traveled around the world with this broken body. When I was seventeen years old, I passed by a barren mountain and saw an abandoned child huddled in the mud and water, with injuries all over his body. She knelt down and asked his name. The child said no. She said, then you come with me. Later she picked up a second one. The third one. Every one of them is unwanted, disgusted, and considered unworthy of life by the world. She took them to build a mountain and establish a clan, with a dilapidated temple as a hall and three thatched huts as houses. If you don't have resources, you can collect herbs and mines by yourself. If you don't have skills, you can figure them out by yourself. If you don't have elders, you can teach them by yourself. Shen Xiyao used the balance to measure the gap between heaven and earth, and propped up the sect bit by bit. But among those picked up children, there is a young hero who will eventually become a righteous man. There is a person who will eventually become a demon