Lu Qingfei transmigrated to the cultivation world, only to find herself back in the modern one. But who could explain why her entire sect had come with her? Facing the harsh reality of being penniless and unable to put food on the table, along with a headmaster and senior brothers who possessed both humor and various injuries, Lu Qingfei realized: “This family really does depend on me.” In order to revive their spiritual vein and restore the sect’s former glory, Lu Qingfei, a newly unemployed graduate, decided to start a livestream. She sold specially crafted fasting pills—filling and beautifying! Performed sword-riding over water—astonishing the martial artists of Wudang and Shaolin! Held raffles for lucky charms—turning the unluckiest viewers into chosen ones! Played a moving piece on the guqin—bringing tears to the inheritors of traditional music! Suddenly, a livestream channel called “Cultivating Immortality in the Mortal World” appeared online. At first—Netizens: Cultivation? Is this rookie streamer an escapee from a mental hospital? Later—Netizens: I’m willing to trade my mentor’s lifetime of solitude for just one of her pills! *Lu Qingfei’s Livestream Diary: Never stand out too much at work, especially as a newcomer like me. Netizens: She seems totally clueless about her own abilities—does she even know what it means to stand out? What she calls modesty, we call true humility! [Shocking! A newcomer becomes China’s most talked-about streamer—all because of…]
Lu Qingfei had once traversed into the cultivation world, only to return again. However, who could possibly explain why her entire sect had come back with her?
It was utterly absurd.
It is one thing for a person to experience transmigration. But for so many to cross over together—wasn’t that going too far?
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Lingxiao Mountain, Celestial Apex Sect.
The night was still and silent, a waning moon hung high in the sky.
Lu Qingfei sat upon a perilous, jagged boulder, letting her hastily tied ink-black hair flutter in the wind.
For a long time, a wandering vengeful ghost circled the lonely mountain, wailing in her ear. Realizing Lu Qingfei paid it no heed, it suddenly lunged, sharp claws shooting straight for her throat.
It was ferocious, eager beyond restraint.
But just as it was within reach, the young woman blinked, and in a heartbeat, a yellow talisman inscribed with red characters appeared at her fingertips.
All the ghost saw was a slender, pale hand flash before its eyes—and then, it was utterly immobilized!
The other wandering spirits lurking in the shadows, watching for amusement, were stunned. They had all thought this girl would be powerless to resist, but now, horror crept into their hearts.
Catching the local ghost tyrant with such ease—who was this girl?
Her aura was so ordinary, clearly not a celestial master. Where had she come from?
Unknown and unheard of, she filled the ghost with dread and fury.
A pitiful wail escaped it.
Lu Qingfei’s face remained calm and indiffe