[Dear host, the system will serve you. You can come back to life after completing the task!]

In the space shrouded in white mist, Ling Qingxuan looked at the jumping black-skinned pig in front of him and spat out a word, "No."

As the top Tao Master in the Cultivation World, she had lived enough. She had to live a dull life after resurrection. It was better to die directly.

[Miss, it's very dangerous for you to think like this.] No. 8 said thoughtfully, [Considering that you're on your first mission, let's go to the first world to cultivate.]

Even if Ling Qingxuan refused, when she opened her eyes again, the scene in front of her had already become a forest. The flow of spirit energy and the freshness of plants gave her a familiar feeling. She looked down and saw a girl reflected in the stream.

The plain white dress was embroidered with gold and silver threads. The style was simple, but there were words "Heaven and Earth" embroidered on it. The girl wore a cap on her head, revealing her bright forehead, which was decorated with cinnabar. At a closer look, she looked like a lotus that was about to bloom.

The woman's face was cold, and her red lips opened slightly. "This girl's immortal bones are extraordinary. Unfortunately, in the future..."

As a cultivator, Ling Qingxuan knew a little bit about the face.

[Miss, this is the body you used this time.]

The voice of the host sounded in her mind. Ling Qingxuan frowned and a short explanation appeared in her mind.

This world belonged to the cultivation type. At present, the most famous sect was called the Yin-Yang Sect. Lady Qi Yuan was not only the princess of the dynasty, but also the niece of the master of the Yin-Yang Sect. She was smart and popular. She would inherit the Yin-Yang Sect in the future.

The male lead, Mu Lin, was the son of the chief of the martial arts world. He escaped from difficulties and followed Qi Yuan to join the Yin-Yang Sect. Because of his excellent background, Qi Yuan took a fancy to him. After they met and fell in love, they took charge of the Yin-Yang Sect together.

Seeing that Ling Qingxuan didn't seem to care about it at all, the transmission continued.

Ling Qingxuan's body was the only female elder of the Yin-Yang Sect. However, Qi Yuan, who was doted on by tens of thousands of people, was nailed by her. Ling Qingxuan was old-fashioned and did not know how to adapt, which made Qi Yuan unhappy. In addition, Mu Lin admired Ling Qingxuan's strength and neglected Qi Yuan. Qi Yuan joined forces with the villain, Feng Jue, to absorb all of Ling Qingxuan's spiritual power and beat her down the cliff.

Ling Qingxuan looked at the reflection in the water again. It was indeed miserable in the future.

"My host, your task is to make this body rise successfully and expose Qi Yuan's hypocritical appearance."

[If you refuse to complete the task, you will stay in this world forever.]

Ling Qingxuan did not want to carry out such a ridiculous task at all. However, she was not willing to stay here all this time, so she would have to force herself to do it.

At this time, Ling Qingxuan was still alive. Qi Yuan had just become an inner disciple of the Yin-Yang Sect not long ago. This time, when she went out to cultivate, Ling Qingxuan was the leading elder. She looked around, where was he?

In other words, although this Ling Qingxuan's strength was strong, she was a person who devoted herself to cultivation and did not care about worldly affairs. Therefore, she was an idiot on the road and had lost her team.

Just as the captain was about to show her the way for her to return to the team, Ling Qingxuan frowned slightly and flew up on his sword. "The smell of blood."

This time, the host was really strong. He could fly away without even giving her a golden finger. No, the host, where are you going? That's not the direction of our task!

...

In the four-sided thatched cottage, the young man was covered in blood. He curled up slightly. Only in this way could the pain on his body be reduced a little.

"I'll let you go! I'll let you go! You little brat, you've only been here for a few days. They haven't paid me back yet!"

The wretched-looking middle-aged man waved the whip in his hand and whipped the young man hard. Every time he did it, it would involve his skin and flesh.

"Why did you hit him so hard?" The woman behind the man stopped him. "If you beat him to death, how can we continue to sell him? Don't hit him."