How could someone as well-behaved as Sister Yue possibly be a playboy?

"What do you want to do?" The girl frowned and held the sword against Ye Yueyue's face.

Her eyes held undisguised disgust.

???

Ye Yueyue was stunned. Wasn't she dead?

The next second, a flood of memories rushed into her mind. Before she could think any further, the sword, which was already inches away, drew even closer.

"Speak! Aren't you usually very talkative?" The girl's pretty face showed impatience, as if the answer was not satisfactory to her; today was her death day.

Ye Yueyue felt that her neck was getting worse.

A thought suddenly struck her, and she quickly blurted out, "I like you!"

Jian Youqing was stunned.

"I just want to get closer to you, to get your attention!"

Fearing that she might impulsively end it all, Ye Yueyue quietly took a step back and added in an extremely sincere tone.

Upon hearing this, the girl's hand holding the sword suddenly loosened, and it fell to the ground.

Ye Yueyue breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn it, not only did I transmigrate, but I also got so caught up in this intense action right from the start, to the point that I almost got bloodied.

Thank goodness she reacted quickly, damn it!

Ye Yueyue briefly grasped the fleeting memory and realized that she had transmigrated to the world of cultivation.

This is a world where people really die, and the strong rule.

The original owner was courting death, but fortunately it was only the beginning and there hadn't been any substantial actions yet. If she had transmigrated any later, she really would have died.

Fortunately, she was quick-witted.

Jian Youqing's expression kept changing from shock to disbelief.

It seems that his worldview has been shaken.

"I'm sorry, Senior Sister Qing... I know it was my fault. If you don't like it, I'll leave." After saying that, she pretended to be sad and was about to leave.

Ye Yueyue didn't care whether she believed it or not; she herself was almost convinced by what she was saying.

OK, we escaped unscathed.

However, when she turned around, she found a large group of people standing behind her.

The expressions on the faces of those people were all expressions of shock.

Ye Yueyue: "..."

Good news, he survived.

Bad news, the company is dead.

Zhao Angran opened his mouth wide, wanting to say something but unable to utter a word.

He glanced at his junior sister, who looked utterly bewildered, and then at Ye Yueyue, the culprit who often clashed with her.

The girl's distress seemed genuine, which lessened his contempt and impatience towards Ye Yueyue.

She just likes her too much, which is why she often targets her junior sister.

Thinking this, Zhao Angran walked over and began to comfort his junior sister.

Inspired by Zhao Angran's actions, the other shocked disciples also came to their senses.

One of the male disciples closed his jaw in astonishment. He looked at the figure who had run to the corner under the tree and murmured, "So Ye Yueyue likes Junior Sister Qing?"

"I thought she was jealous of our junior sister, always wearing that long face. Turns out she's just envious of how close we are to Junior Sister Qing..." A disciple pondered.

"No wonder Ye Yueyue keeps staring at Junior Sister Qing." A female disciple nodded knowingly.

Everyone else turned to look at her upon hearing this.

The female disciple was taken aback. "Really? I've seen it several times. Every time Junior Sister Qing comes, Ye Yueyue stares at her... I didn't understand before."

"Now that you mention it, I remember seeing it too."

"So that's it!"

"It's no wonder Ye Yueyue always has that long face when she likes someone but can't say anything. I would do the same!"

Upon hearing this, the disciples looked at the petite figure under the big tree and felt a sense of loneliness.

These whispers reached the ears of everyone present.

Jian Youqing glanced at Ye Yueyue with a complicated expression, then pursed her lips.

Wasn't she going a bit too far?

Ye Yueyue didn't care about everyone's worries and thoughts, because she was currently squatting in a corner absorbing her memories.

This is the Nine Provinces Continent, a world where cultivators and mortals coexist. It's a true fantasy world where the strong reign supreme, much like the novels she read in her previous life.

Those with high cultivation levels can fly on swords, soaring through the sky and disappearing into the earth, seemingly capable of anything.

It is common for a single palm strike to shatter a mountain, and cultivators generally have long lifespans, eternal youth, and after ascension, they can even live as long as heaven and earth.

This memory stirred Ye Yueyue's heart.

In the world of cultivation, youth lasts forever!

That's so enviable!

At this moment, they were in the cultivation world, on the outskirts of the Sunset Mountains.

Led by two senior brothers, they went out to train with the disciples who had accepted the sect's mission, completing the mission while also broadening their horizons.

Not long after arriving at the outer perimeter, they found the Frost Star Grass needed for the sect's mission, and everyone's morale soared. Jian Youqing was very lucky and found the Snow Spirit Fruit.

Snow Spirit Fruit is a spiritual fruit that can enhance the breakthrough to Foundation Establishment, and it is of great value.

So the senior brothers and disciples excitedly went to pick Snow Spirit Fruits, while the original owner, seeing Jian Youqing's excellent luck and being the center of attention, felt unbalanced and thought of courting death.

Every three years, the sect would go to the mortal world to select promising talents. The original owner of this body had a fire and lightning spiritual root and was selected because of her exceptional talent. She was personally taught by the Sword Peak Master from the very beginning, which was a very high starting point.

However, the original owner fell in love with her senior brother from the same sect, and instead of focusing on cultivation, she was distracted by him. She barely managed to reach the second level of Qi Refining in a year, while other disciples with less talent than her had already reached the third level of Qi Refining.

The little princess, who is loved by everyone in the secular world, is extremely uncomfortable in the world of cultivation.

Because in sects, strength is paramount.

At that moment, the original owner saw Jian Youqing, the girl who was pampered by many people, confident and dazzling. She seemed to see her former self in her.

But now she is all alone, and this huge sense of loss is hard for her to accept.

As a princess in the secular world, she was always the one who was flattered and pampered by others, so the original owner was not good at speaking and did not know how to make friends.

When she discovered that her beloved senior brother was also getting close to Jian Youqing, the envy in her eyes turned into jealousy.

Everyone could see that the two didn't get along. Jian Youqing also disliked the original owner of the body because she would say hurtful things whenever she saw her.

Although it's harmless, it's still annoying.

During this trial, the original owner intended to do something to her, but fortunately Ye Yueyue arrived in time. The brief memories of those few seconds of contact gave her a clever idea, and she immediately reversed the situation.

Although Ye Yueyue longed to cultivate immortality, the path was full of thorns.

This is not the 21st century, where everyone is equal. In the world of cultivation, a disagreement can lead to murder.

The sense of crisis she felt when she first arrived set off alarm bells, and even now, Ye Yueyue's heart is still pounding a little, and she hasn't completely calmed down.

You should know that in her previous life, she had never even killed a single Kun.

Recalling the scene before she transmigrated, Ye Yueyue almost cried.

So what if she's a bit of a jerk? Is it really necessary to drag her down with us?

Ye Yueyue admits she's a bit of a flirt, but that's not a mistake.

She simply knows better than others how to love, which is her strength, not a weakness.

What's wrong with wanting to give all the handsome men in the world a home?

[Please treat this as a mindless, enjoyable read, everyone. I'm a new author, so please be lenient.]