A Mixed Spiritual Root! Yet I Became Number One at Cultivating Immortality

After transmigrating for exactly a hundred years, Wen Jiu finally understood one thing: sect minions were expendable. If she didn’t fight back, she’d be stuck like this for the rest of her life.

She was the one who saved her junior sister, the one who took the blame, and the one her master struck so hard that she was left on the verge of death.

Her injuries hadn’t even healed when the sect gave her two choices: accept punishment or be expelled.

Did she even need to think about it? Hesitating for even a second would be a disservice to her past self!

She chose expulsion on the spot.

On the night she left the mountain with nothing, she nearly died a second time.

Then a “ding” rang in her mind.

[Workaholic System activated. Current lifespan: three days.]

[Mission: Join one of the Five Great Immortal Sects within three days. Reward: one month of additional lifespan. Failure: Host will be erased.]

From then on, the cultivation world gained a strange cultivator with a mixed spirit root:

While others secluded themselves to comprehend the Dao, she clocked in to practice swordsmanship.

While others spent three hundred years discussing the Dao, she spent twelve hours a day discussing it with her sword.

For Wen Jiu, cultivation wasn’t about enlightenment. It was about KPIs.

Lifespan wasn’t predetermined by fate. It was something she earned herself.

This little cultivator with a mixed spirit root swung her sword all the way from an invisible outer disciple to first place in the sect tournament, then onward to the Immortal Capital’s secret realm and the Demon Realm’s sea of blood.

Hundreds of years later, the entire cultivation world lined up just to call her “Senior Sister.”