They Treated Me Like a Furnace, I Played Them Like Dogs

Reborn as a cultivation furnace—the lowest of the low, meant to be drained and discarded. But Ning Yan isn't playing by their rules. The cold immortal sneers at her existence. The arrogant emperor laughs at her audacity. The demon lord tosses her aside like trash. They all see her as a tool, a stepping stone, something less than human. Fine. Let them underestimate her. Because while they're busy looking down, she's pulling the strings. One by one, watch them crawl back—begging, broken, desperate for the woman they once scorned. Revenge never tasted so sweet.