My Shijie Seems Intent on Destroying the World

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Original Title: 师姐好像要灭世

Author: 无聊到底

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Qi Zhi had pondered this for hundreds of years, yet she simply couldn’t understand it.

As a useless little weed with a damaged spiritual root¹, why was Mu-shijie so good to her?

When she was punished to kneel in the rain, Mu-shijie had held an umbrella over her for the entire night.

When she couldn’t sleep at night, Mu-shijie had stayed up to talk with her all night long.

During her five hundred years of cultivation in the sect, everyone from top to bottom had treated her with cold disdain. Only Mu-shijie backed her up in everything, pampered her with delicious food and drink, and was even willing to let her touch her natal sword².

Qi Zhi thought that no one in the world could possibly treat her better than Mu-shijie.

Even though everyone said Mu-shijie’s spiritual root was long ruined, and that no matter how peerless her talent had once been, she was now nothing more than a useless cripple—Qi Zhi still secretly hoped that once she grew up, she could become Dao companions³ with Mu-shijie and spend the rest of their lives practicing dual cultivation⁴ together.

What did it matter if a useless cripple and a piece of trash ended up together, becoming twice as useless?

As long as Shijie didn’t mind, she certainly didn’t mind in the slightest.

Of course, all of this had one prerequisite—

And that was that on the day she came of age, Mu-shijie hadn’t slaughtered their entire sect, coming to her bedside as if nothing had happened, wearing a white robe dyed red with blood…

Qi Zhi: Even after our sect was destroyed, Mu-shijie still treats me very well.

Everyone says she is a devil destined to destroy the world, yet she merely takes me to travel the mortal realm, eating, drinking, and having fun everywhere we go.

I asked her if she had any plans, and she said everything was going according to plan.

…Now I understand even less.

—But things have already come to this, so I might as well just make do for now.

Mu Qingshi knew all too well that she was nothing but a lonely ghost that could never see the light of day.

Her shimei’s heart was like grass and trees, destined to grow toward the sun. That so-called obedience and dependence were nothing but a pretense, and it was impossible for her shimei to truly love her.

Yet, she insisted on forcing it anyway—

Even if she could never have it, she would entangle herself with her endlessly.

A taking-it-easy, salted fish⁵ of a little weed x a doting yet resentful, gloomy and damp devil.