No, Senior Sister, I Have to Slay the Heavenly Dao First

In my previous life, the senior sisters I had saved by cutting out my heart and offering them my elixir watched coldly as Xi Yaoyang carved out my spiritual root. The heavenly tribulation I had blocked for my master at the cost of my lifespan became the death warrant she used to protect her favored disciple. Reborn, I crushed the Lovesick Gu and took up the Heartless Path, yet at the summit of the Enlightenment Cliff, my senior sisters clutched at my robes. The eldest senior sister, who had always despised me, swore a tearful oath. The second senior sister carved out her top-grade golden core and held it out to me. My master, who once pierced my heart for Xi Yaoyang, now turned her life-bound sword around, pointing its blade at her own throat. “Bo'er, will this satisfy your hatred?” I stepped on the golden cores scattered across the ground and sliced off her three thousand strands of hair with my sword qi. “Ladies... My path does not save scum.”