Bone-stripping and tendon-pulling? The reborn senior sister becomes the number one cultivator in the

Hell is empty.

Xie Wanning had been wandering around for an unknown amount of time, so long that she could hardly remember who she was.

Hell is filled with unredeemable evil spirits and vengeful ghosts, who fight each other with piercing cries. Xie Wanning's soul endures the scorching fires of hell day and night, battling with a host of ghosts, living on hatred.

There are countless rare and unique martial arts manuals in Hell.

She could only rely on instinct to search for books about phoenixes and learn the techniques within, until one day, a ray of light shone upon her.

Hell has no light, but she did see that dazzling beam of light and heard that gentle call: "Xie Wanning, are you willing to be reborn?"

"I do," Xie Wanning agreed without hesitation.

When she opened her eyes again, she was in a brightly lit hall. Xie Wanning, who hadn't seen the light for a long time, covered her eyes, still somewhat disoriented.

She really came back to life!

At this moment, a soft, sweet voice reached Xie Wanning's ears: "Greetings, Senior Sister. I'll be entrusting my junior sister to your care from now on." As she spoke, Ye Qianqian reached out to take her hand.

Alarm bells rang in Xie Wanning's mind. She remembered that this was when Ye Qianqian had just joined the Qingyun Sect. In her past life, when Ye Qianqian shook hands with her, she pretended to be pushed and fell down the steps, scraping her calf. This made her master and junior brothers think that she disliked Ye Qianqian, so that no matter what Ye Qianqian said to slander her afterwards, her master and junior brothers would immediately side with Ye Qianqian.

This time, she wanted to hold Ye Qianqian's hand and prevent her from falling.

No wonder!

Xie Wanning unleashed her inner strength and pushed hard, causing Ye Qianqian to tumble down the steps in front of everyone, her forehead hitting a nearby pillar and her ankle severely twisted.

Ye Qianqian struggled to her feet. Her pink dress was stained with a layer of gray, her carefully styled hair was a mess, and her eyes were filled with surprise and resentment as she stared fiercely at Xie Wanning.

"Junior Sister, how are you?" Second Junior Brother Song Huai'an rushed down the steps and carefully helped Ye Qianqian up.

"Senior Sister, how could you be so cruel? What did Junior Sister do to offend you? How could you treat her like this!" Third Junior Brother Jiang Ci was full of indignation, his tone accusatory.

"Wan Ning, do not be rude!" the master said coldly, expressing his stance.

Xie Wanning remained expressionless, her eyes flashing with a cold light, like a snow lotus blooming on an iceberg, sending a chill down one's spine.

In her past life, Xie Wanning would have been saddened by her master's and junior brothers' punishment, but now she felt nothing for them and wouldn't react. She was waiting for Ye Qianqian's performance.

Sure enough, Ye Qianqian wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve and looked at Xie Wanning with a wronged expression: "Senior Sister, Qianqian doesn't know what she did to make you angry. Qianqian was wrong, and I hope Senior Sister can forgive me."

Xie Wanning looked at Ye Qianqian indifferently, her tone full of distance: "Don't call me senior sister, I can't bear that title."

Ye Qianqian froze on the spot, not expecting Xie Wanning to answer her like that. She had thought that when Xie Wanning offered all sorts of explanations, she could pretend to be wronged to gain more favor from her master and senior brothers.

Xie Wanning turned to Yan Ze: "Master, my cultivation is too low to be able to take on the responsibility of the senior sister. Today I request that you remove me from my position. Otherwise, I am willing to leave the sect."

Upon hearing this, the junior brothers who were about to criticize their senior sister and the indifferent Yan Ze were all stunned.