Chapter 1 — Grand Master Sister Returns: Tru Di Entire Sect Alone

I penetrated into the body of the eldest sister in a world of female Qin with a bitchy scenario. Right at this moment, the little junior brother was so angry that his face was red, his finger pointed straight at my forehead and scolded: "Big sister! You are a Mahayana monk, why did you steal the little sister's Qi Refinement pill?! I ask you to immediately apologize to junior sister, otherwise, I will ask the master to punish you！" The master stood next to him - he had just entered the Golden Dan realm - his face was stern, he said coldly: "Lang Suong, kneel." Go down to your junior sister and admit your mistake. If Thu Dao is willing to forgive, I can pretend that nothing ever happened." I gently moved my consciousness and swept around Van Tieu Tong. The highest cultivation level here... is just the Yuan Anh stage. I slowly pulled out the Nhan Hoang flag from behind, emitting a cold black aura, looking at them with a puzzled face: "Just now... I didn't hear clearly. Can you repeat it again?" "Are you dumb? What's wrong with a Mahayana monk? You're just a piece of trash stealing pills! Your cultivation base is probably mixed with dog dung, stuck in the early stages for ten years without being able to advance even half a step, and most likely you've gone into the devil, only relying on junior sister's medicinal pills to prolong the last breath! Do you know that it took junior sister three months to accumulate that bottle of pills? Every day before dawn, you have to go to the back of the mountain to pick spiritual herbs in exchange for contribution points!" What about you? Just stretch out your hand and steal, and you don't even know how to be ashamed!" As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw my junior brother Co Nhu Phong raise his finger and poke straight at my forehead, fiercely as if he wanted to pierce my head. I just transmigrated in, I haven't calmed down yet, I can only feel that his cultivation level is just Refining Qi. An ant in the realm of Qi Refinement, how dare you dare point your finger at the head of a Mahayana monk like me? Could it be that there is an immortal sitting behind him? I was still planning to maintain the situation, but before I could say a word, from behind him, Lam Thu Dao with tears in her eyes poked her head out, holding an empty jade vase in her hand, with a small scratch deliberately left on the vase's body. Her eyes were red and her voice was soft and pitiful, making the listener suddenly feel pity: "Big sister... I know you're stuck in cultivation so you're very upset, but why did you steal my pill... That's a bottle of pill that took me three months to save... Last night you even broke into my cave, strangled me, saying 'If you dare say a word, your roots will be destroyed'... Hu hu hu... now your dan dien is still there." It hurts, Master, you see..." She cried and raised her hand to lift her robe to reveal her belly, but was immediately stopped by Co Nhu Phong. He glared at me contemptuously: "Thu Dao, don't be afraid! With me and the master here, she won't dare do anything! Lang Suong! You did something dirty and still want to deny it? Whose is the palm print on the cave window? Whose is the fingerprint on the jade vase? Could it be that Thu Dao strangled herself? Scratched the jade vase to frame you? Do you still know what shame is?!" At this moment, I have digested all the memories and information. The original owner - the main female character in this world - had a strange vision when she was born, three thousand miles away from death, and she was a born genius in practice. As soon as he was born, he entered the Truc Co realm, at three years old he entered Kim Dan, and at five years old he entered Nguyen Anh. According to destiny, she should have broken through to Mahayana before the age of eighteen, becoming a legend that would shake up the cultivation world. However, Everything began to change since the sect accepted a new "exceptionally gifted junior sister". That little junior sister was jealous of the original owner's cultivation base and often made trouble. What makes people even more heart-chilling is that the junior brother that the original owner has nurtured and protected for more than ten years - blindly trusted that little junior sister and tried every way to oppress and humiliate the original owner. That's why the original owner didn't break through to the Mahayana realm until he was twenty-three years old. Until that day—the younger sister ran to tell her that the original owner had stolen her alchemy spirit grass, and the younger sister immediately pulled someone over to question her. The little sister cried and said that the original owner had swallowed the medicine, of course there was no evidence. To prove his innocence, the original owner personally sealed his cultivation base, cut open his stomach in front of everyone, and pulled out his stomach to prove there were no medicinal pills. In the end, the blood flow ran out, the soul dissipated, and he died in anger. It wasn't until her soul dissipated that she saw the truth clearly. Co Nhu Phong and Lam Thu Dao intentionally slandered and caused harm. Her existence is only to serve as a background, to support Lam Thu Dao to become a pioneer. Because after she died, they took out all the bones from her body and grafted them onto her body. The bodies of Mahayana monks were transformed into spiritual medicine, helping them build a solid foundation and one step up to heaven. It is that resentment that has penetrated heaven and torn the wall of the world. Coincidentally, at that time I was refining Nhan Hoang Phien, the divine soul was immediately sucked into the original owner's body, entering at this exact moment. She only has one wish. Revenge. Snow hates. My fingers trembled slightly, the Nhan Hoang Phien leaves on my fingertips also shook slightly, the black energy on the flag pole quietly crawled up my wrist, as if silently responding to the murderous intent roiling in my heart. I looked at the master who was standing there watching the entertainment, his expression pale: "Master also thinks that I stole the medicine?" So Mac Uyen - the person who was called the master, had a disgusted look on his face, the noble tone of someone with the status of elder Kim Dan, from his nostrils breathed words of pressure: "Thu Dao is the child I raised from childhood, with a gentle nature, what he said was fake? Considering the old friendship between teacher and student, today you just need to bow your head three times in front of Thu Dao to admit your mistake, hand over all the medicinal herbs you took, and the teacher will forgive you. If not, Even if you are a senior sister, the teacher will destroy half of your cultivation base, expel you from the master, leaving you as a mere cultivator to be chased and killed by everyone, and you will never be able to turn your back!” Before the words finished, Kim Dan's aura had already overflowed, suppressing all around, as if wanting to force me to kneel on the spot. Behind, Lam Thu Dao slightly raised her lips, a proud smile gradually appearing. I just find it so funny that I want to laugh out loud. A Mahayana monk like me would have to steal the Qi Refining Pill? Eat like candy? Discard half of my cultivation base? A small Kim Dan guy, even if I stood still and let him beat me for ten days, I still wouldn't be able to scratch a corner of my shirt. At this moment, the anger in my heart has dissipated, leaving only numb indifference. My consciousness has locked tightly onto So Mac Uyen's dantian. The Golden Pill shield in the eyes of our Mahayana monks is nothing more than a thin layer of paper. If I just move a single thought, his dantian will crumble in the blink of an eye. Black gas crawled along the fingertips to the palm of the hand, gathering into the shape of a small sword. Just one more inch of advance would be enough to pierce his dantian.