I Returned to the Era of Ancient Cultivation to Become a Big Shot

Cong Ling, a Nascent Soul powerhouse who had commanded attention in the 24th century, transmigrated one day back to the ancient Xuan Zhen Continent.

A good-for-nothing from the start? The summoned demon spirit beside her was trembling in fear...

A low cultivation level? Her strongest spirit root reached straight for the heavens, standing shoulder to shoulder with the sun...

The cultivators: "That's not fair!"

Cong Ling stroked her goatee: "I'm Heaven's favorite. I can't help it."

Some white lotus was trying to pull the same old trick and take her place again?

Cong Ling: "That bastard is all yours. No need to thank me!"

The bastard in question: "??? Sob, sob, sob."