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Leveling the Cultivation World ·［ Paper Man Altering Endings ］
墨書 Inktalez
I dressed up as the "senior sister" in a cannon fodder novel. In order to save my junior brothers and sisters, my cultivation was destroyed, and I became a complete mortal. Now, everyone is eyeing me, wanting to refine me into a cauldron. The system has transported me here to take over this mess, binding me to the script of "barely surviving" and striving to live until the final outcome.
I raise my hopeful face: "Is there any cheat codes that can activate my self-defense?"
The system waves its arm. "I have the most advanced weapons from the 'Interstellar dimension'"! After crossing the exchange interface of the atomic bomb lightsaber, two-dimensional foil...
Clang—A rolled-edged kitchen knife fell in front of me. The knife almost hit my foot. I fell silent. No matter how skilled you are, you still fear a kitchen knife. I understand this principle. But I feel that the cultivators in the cultivation world, who can split a continent with a single sword, should not fear this thing.
The system kept chattering: "Using a kitchen knife for self-defense, we will definitely survive until the end!" In just one sentence, it was more dramatic than the ups and downs of my entire life.
I held a rolled-edge kitchen knife in my hand, and the sound of mocking laughter drilled into my ears: "Ever since her cultivation was abolished, her mental state has become abnormal." "Haha, she's actually holding a kitchen knife." "The current senior sister is just a powerless mortal now, still thinking she's the Yuan Ying stage cultivator of our Cangyao Sect in the past?"
I came to my senses and looked up.
I was pressed down by the imposing pressure, kneeling in front of everyone, with my clothes covered in dirt.
Wei Zhao looked at me with disdain and disgust in his eyes, playing with his sword in a deliberate manner. "Senior sister, your cultivation has been destroyed, turning you into a mortal, yet you still dare to vie for the position of sect leader with me. In that case, let me help you understand your situation."
The pressure of the golden core struck again, causing a sweet and bloody taste in my throat, a streak of blood at the corner of my mouth. The unhealed elixir field sent waves of intense pain. The disciples of the sect who were watching the commotion had faces that turned from smiling to grimacing like evil spirits in my eyes. The system flipped through the book with a rustling sound and nodded approvingly: "No problem at all, the character setting is flawless, just persist like this, and you will definitely make it to the grand finale."
I quickly and angrily protested: "Why can they just trample on my bones and live so freely?" Clearly, my cultivation was meant to save these people. In the end, the people I saved are shamelessly humiliating me. The system trembled and explained: "As a mortal, if you don't live in the cultivation world, how can you persist until the end? Only when you survive until the end of the plot, can the mission be considered complete." Perhaps feeling that I, as a mortal, lacked intimidation, the person who looked like a dog, Wei Zhao, felt confident about taking over as the sect leader.
The noisy voice rang out above my head again: "Senior sister, you are no longer the Yuan Ying stage cultivator of the past. Who else is standing behind you as a mere mortal? 'A person's strength is the truth.' Truth? Shouldn't the truth be within the range of a cannon? I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth and quickly opened the Points Mall, stopping at the exchange interface for the "Atomic Bomb." The system was surprised: [Host, this highly destructive weapon requires ten points for exchange.]
"Oh, so how do you expect a mortal like me to live?" The system looked at me cautiously, flipping through its own little book of advice: "We can take a kitchen knife, travel like lightning and fire to join the Huanhuan Sect as a female cultivator accompanying a powerful male cultivator, become a wood-chopping disciple at the Cang Yao Sect, or go to Wei Zhao's place to be a furnace attendant—"
Smack! I impatiently slapped it against the wall of the memory, then grabbed the dizzy system and shook it vigorously. A bunch of private points fell out from its code crevices. I quickly clicked the "Exchange" button. In an instant, an atomic bomb capable of leveling an area of three thousand miles appeared in my storage ring. Along with it, countless hand grenades also appeared. Old weapons, clearance sale, sold at a bargain, bought an atomic bomb and received three thousand. Fair price, no deception. The warehouse was instantly filled. "Gou?" I grinned, pulled out a hand grenade, pulled the pin, and fiercely threw it at Wei Zhao's hypocritical smile. "We're all first-timers, why should I be the one to 'gou'? As long as I survive until the end to complete the mission, I might as well have them 'gou' instead!"
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