Su Luoye had transmigrated into a reverse-harem cultivation novel titled *Demon Sealing*, only to find herself playing the role of a cannon-fodder minor senior sister from a certain sect. For various reasons, she had been forced to stay by the female protagonist's side, waiting on her hand and foot. In the end, however, the female protagonist went completely mad, abandoning the script entirely, and colluded with the Demon Race to slaughter the entire sect in a frenzied rampage.
Terrified out of her wits, Su Luoye had scrambled to find a hiding place. But she had barely managed to conceal herself when the male protagonist—the young master of the Demon Race—ambushed her, running a sword straight through her chest as blood instantly poured from the wound.
Coughing up a mouthful of blood, Su Luoye's entire body trembled with agonizing pain. With her dying breath, she gritted her teeth and hurled every single one of her talismans at him, determined to drag someone down to hell with her even if it meant her own death.
Just before she collapsed, she was still cursing in her heart: "Damned Cultivation World! Damned Heavenly Dao! Damned male and female protagonists!"
To hell with this nonsense! She was actually going to die in a fictional world! Who knew if she would even be able to reincarnate or return to the modern world?
When Su Luoye finally snapped out of her terror and opened her eyes once more, the first thing she registered was a noisy commotion ringing in her ears.
"Junior Sister Ning, you're simply too magnanimous! This Spirit-Boosting Grass could be used right now to cleanse your spiritual roots and replenish your spiritual energy. How can you just give it away like that?!"
"We spent four whole hours searching before we finally found this single stalk of Spirit-Boosting Grass! Your constitution is weak; you absolutely cannot miss out on this!"
"That's right, Senior Sister Su is far too uncomprehending! She went ahead and picked it first without even knowing how to yield..."
Subconsciously reaching out to touch her chest, Su Luoye found her clothes clean and completely intact, without a single trace of a wound. Her mind instantly went blank with a loud *buzz*.
She wasn't dead?! Wasn't she run through the chest with a sword just moments ago?! Why was there not a single scratch on her body?!
"Su Luoye! I'm talking to you!"
"You really don't know what's good for you! You're simply jealous of Junior Sister Ning!"
Before she had time to dwell on it, her attention was once again drawn to the flurry of chattering voices around her.
Catching her breath, she instinctively looked over. The sight alone was enough to make her pupils contract sharply.
Standing right before her was a group of young men and women from the Tianyiji Sect. Clad in the sect's uniform attire, most of them glared at her with righteous indignation. Although those faces were familiar and vivid, Su Luoye found them thoroughly hair-raising.
These people were still alive? Weren't they all killed during the Demon Race invasion?!
Su Luoye closed her eyes, opened them again, and finally confirmed that the group in front of her was indeed alive!
What on earth was going on?!
Where was the Demon Race? Where was Qingyazi? And what about that bastard who had ambushed her? Why was none of it here?!
Since she was neither dead nor back in the modern world, could it be...?!
A flash of insight struck Su Luoye's mind, and a sudden possibility occurred to her. Taking a deep breath, she abruptly turned her head to scan her surroundings.
Sure enough, this was the back mountain of the Tianyiji Sect! The place had not yet been ravaged by raging fires; it was still brimming with lush vitality.
For a long moment, Su Luoye could only take a step back, her eyes filled with shock.
This wasn't the ruined Tianyiji Sect! Nothing had happened here at all! Everything she had just lived through was as if it had never occurred!
Was she dreaming?
With a vacant expression, Su Luoye walked stiffly toward a nearby tree, locked her gaze onto the trunk, and slammed her head directly against it.
"Thud!"
"Ow!" Snapping back to reality, Su Luoye rubbed her bruised and swollen forehead. Having confirmed she was not dreaming, her eyes suddenly lit up.
If she guessed correctly, she probably, more or less, seemed to have... been reborn...
Reborn to a time before any of it happened!
She had been reborn!
At this thought, Su Luoye let out a low, cackling laugh. Being reborn was a fantastic thing!
Yet when she recalled all the aggravating troubles of her past life, a profound sense of exhaustion washed over her. Remembering how she had been ambushed by a petty villain right at the very end made her grit her teeth with fury.
Damned Lu Yan! To think he was the male protagonist—a young master of the Demon Race actually stooping to ambush her! She only wondered if the handful of Explosion Talismans she'd hurled had blown that fellow to smithereens!
Such a sinister man! Daring to ambush her! In this lifetime, she would definitely find a chance to get her revenge! The debts of her past life would be settled in this one!
Ah, what a pity she still hadn't managed to return to the modern world. But if she couldn't go back, then so be it—at the very least, she had managed to save her own life.
Lost in her own world with her expressions shifting rapidly, Su Luoye completely failed to notice the commotion around her, nor did she realize that her antics had thoroughly frightened the group of people nearby.
Staring in horror at the young woman, they collectively took a few instinctive steps backward.
What kind of fit was this Su Luoye throwing?! They had been shouting at her for ages and she hadn't responded once, choosing instead to bash her head against a tree! And after hitting the tree, she had stood there acting unhinged and giggling foolishly, before finally pulling a face like she wanted to eat someone alive!
Had she finally gone mad?!
At that moment, a youth in green broke the heavy silence, stepping forward to approach Su Luoye with a deeply earnest persuasion.
"Junior Sister Su, I know you might have had some hidden reason for monopolizing this immortal grass. But this Spirit-Boosting Grass is genuinely an urgent necessity for Junior Sister Ning. I hope you can find it in your heart to part with it."
Su Luoye snapped her head around to stare at him with a complex expression.
Ye Danqing: the chief senior disciple of the Tianyiji Sect's First Elder, and also an exceptionally talented alchemist. Number one simpering dog to Ning Wanshuang, though he had misplaced his affections and ultimately had his core dug out directly by that psycho Ning Wanshuang, dying as his body exploded from within.
Faced with Su Luoye's unblinking stare, Ye Danqing shuddered for no apparent reason.
Next, a boy in blue strode up to Su Luoye with an arrogant and haughty demeanor.
"Su Luoye, speak! How many Spirit Stones will it take for you to hand over this Spirit-Boosting Grass?"
Yet Su Luoye's expression grew even more bizarre.
Qin Xiu: the premier talisman master of the Tianyiji Sect, a rare youthful prodigy. Number two simpering dog to Ning Wanshuang, who had also met a miserable end. Whether due to his vicious tongue or not, before Ning Wanshuang stabbed him to death, she had even cut out his tongue. Such a wretched way to go...
Noticing the trace of pity in Su Luoye's eyes, Qin Xiu instantly grew displeased. "Why are you looking at me like that? We're talking to you!"
Had this woman finally lost her mind? How dare she look at him with a gaze like that!
Su Luoye curled her lip, turning a deaf ear.
In her past life, this fellow always loved charging to the front to wait on Ning Wanshuang hand and foot. She had grown utterly numb to his barking, as he would make a massive fuss over the tiniest trifle.
Tsk, except that...
Su Luoye furrowed her brows in thought once more.
They all seemed to have just mentioned a certain term... something like... Spirit-Boosting Grass?!
Recalling what the two had just said, Su Luoye belatedly felt as though she was gripping something in her hand. Hurriedly looking down, she indeed saw that she was clutching a stalk of spiritual plant overflowing with spiritual energy.
Instantly, Su Luoye's scalp tingled.
This is fatal! Why is this spirit grass in my hand?!
As the daughter of destiny chosen by the Heavenly Dao, Ning Wanshuang held the quintessential script of a reverse-harem female protagonist. She was beautiful and mysterious, possessing rare heavenly spiritual roots that made her a cultivation prodigy whom everyone adored and followed.
As for the original owner—though she was a senior sister of the sect, her aptitude was mediocre, and she lacked the beauty and charm of the female protagonist. Consequently, in the novel, she had been consumed by jealousy over how universally loved Ning Wanshuang had been since childhood, frequently badmouthing her behind her back and tripping her up at every turn.
For instance, during this sect mission, even knowing that Ning Wanshuang required the Spirit-Boosting Grass, the original owner had still snatched it right out from under her nose and gloated over her misfortune. But she hadn't been happy for long before a crazed Monster Beast bit her to death on the journey back.
Really, who told her to bully the Heavenly Dao's precious daughter? The Heavenly Dao was never going to let her leave alive...
The mere thought of the original owner's fate made Su Luoye break out in a full-body chill.
She couldn't keep this spirit grass! Keeping it would cost her her life in a matter of minutes! She had no desire to kick the bucket again so soon after her rebirth! Surviving by keeping a low profile was what mattered most!
Clutching the Spirit-Boosting Grass, Su Luoye raised her head, about to declare that she didn't want it anymore, when a cool, melodious voice suddenly drifted over from behind the crowd.
"Everyone, please don't blame Senior Sister Su. She probably has some urgent need for it, which is why she had to take this spirit grass."
At the sound of that familiar voice, Su Luoye stiffened completely. Slowly turning her head, her entire body locked up, a bone-chilling frost seeping right out of the marrow of her bones.
The crowd parted to reveal the person surrounded like stars around the moon.
The young woman before her wore a simple yet elegant moon-white gauze dress, with a veil concealing her face that added a touch of mystery. Even without a clear view of her features, she gave an impression of refined, icy elegance and peerless temperament.
Most intoxicating of all were those light-colored eyes—a rare, amber hue. As her gaze shifted fluidly, calling it breathtaking would hardly be an exaggeration.
At this moment, she was looking down at Su Luoye with a gentle expression, her words as warm and pleasant as a spring breeze.
"Senior Sister Su, please rest assured. Searching for spirit plants relies entirely on one's own ability. Since you found the Spirit-Boosting Grass, it means you share an affinity with it, and I would naturally never resort to robbing others of their treasures."
Hearing this, the surrounding onlookers could only feel that this young girl was truly tolerant and admirable, nodding repeatedly in praise.
Yet when they turned their gazes back to Su Luoye, they could no longer conceal their disdain and contempt.
Su Luoye had clearly known that Junior Sister Ning urgently needed the Spirit-Boosting Grass, yet she had purposely seized it first just to show off in front of Junior Sister Ning! Truly shameless!
Su Luoye, however, had no attention to spare for them. She only stared fixedly at the woman before her, feeling as though she were gazing upon the most terrifying thing in the world, so frightened she nearly forgot how to breathe.
It was actually Ning Wanshuang... Why was she here too?! This woman was truly like a ghost that refused to disperse!!