Only when Lu Mingzhou was riddled with eight arrows and forced to kill himself did he finally understand why he, a sect leader, had inexplicably been branded the greatest villain and become the enemy of the world; why his sect had been usurped; and why his sister had died at the hands of a traitor...
It was all because of those undercover fairy disciples from other sects around him!
When he opened his eyes again, Lu Mingzhou found himself back on the day he joined the sect.
Now that he could see through those wicked women's true colors, he swore that in this life he would squeeze every last bit of value from the heroines, use them up completely, then kick them to the curb and make the sect great again!
The Hehuan Sect master's daughter? She can be my alchemy Palu!
The little princess of the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty? Nothing but a human-shaped wallet.
The junior grand-aunt who planned to leave the sect and set up on her own? Now she's my bodyguard, at my beck and call.
Even the Feng Aotian heroine is now known as the top lapdog under his command.
And yet, when Lu Mingzhou saw the table before him laden with food mixed with [redacted], a mountain of dowry gifts sent by the Immortal Dynasty outside, the whip and candles his junior grand-aunt quietly offered him, and the Feng Aotian heroine's powerful smile...
He silently typed three question marks.
???
Fairy, are you perhaps being a little disloyal to our sect?
