She, Mu Qianxing, the world's number one illusionist, was reborn.

The moment she opened her eyes, she looked at her reflection on a small piece of broken ice at her feet, and she only felt ridiculous. In the reflection was a little girl of eleven or twelve, with a yellow and thin face, unkempt, dressed in a tattered coarse cloth shirt, and a hole in a shoe woven of sage, revealing a small section of her toe that was frozen and blue.

She was pretty sure it wasn't her original body.

She was supposed to be a beautiful woman in her twenties, with delicate skin, green silk, wearing the most exquisite clothes in the world, even a small piece of decorative magic patterns on the corner of her clothes was enough to bankrupt an ordinary family.

It shouldn't be the dirty, pathetic little girl she is now.

What's going on?

Mu Qianxing had a splitting headache and frowned tightly, trying to recall what happened before he lost consciousness......

Yes.

At that time, the people of the entire Futu Continent said that she was an evil demon, that she was cruel, violent, lewd, lowly and shameless, and unworthy of living in this world. They wanted to dig up the elixir in her body to give her sister Mu Shuangshuang "treatment", but she coldly refused, so they chased and killed her for thousands of miles and forced her onto a cliff.

They greedily looked at her who was seriously injured and desperate, and hypocritically persuaded: "Mu Qianxing, stop making senseless resistance, obediently hand over the elixir in your body, and we can let you live." Otherwise, you'll be dead!"

She looked at them from the cliff, at the faces that were once familiar and even intimate.

She saw that her sister Mu Shuangshuang was also in the crowd. As a rare healer in the whole continent, Mu Shuangshuang was surrounded by many people, wearing a white feather coat like a dream, and his weak appearance was like a flower that had not been weathered.

Mu Qianxing sneered and said to her: "Mu Shuangshuang, I gave you this superb spirit robe 'Flying Feather' on your body, and I also gave you the unique blood crystal spirit bracelet in the whole continent on your hand...... Now that others say that I am an evil demon and want to dig up my elixir, even you, my only sister, want to dig up my elixir?"

Her voice was cold, like a blade scattered in the wind.

Mu Shuangshuang's face turned pale, and then he wanted to cry: "Sister, I don't want to be a sister either...... But who told you to embark on the evil path, and everyone will be punished? I said that I want to use your elixir to cure the disease, but I am actually saving you, as long as you hand over the elixir, you can save a life! Moreover, my healing skills have not been able to improve for more than a year, as long as I use your elixir, I can break through the bottleneck, and the next time I fight with the demonic beasts, I can save a few more people! Sister, this is your chance to atone for your sins! Don't resist, dig up the elixir and give it to me!"

The words are mournful and moving.

But Mu Qianxing only felt cold.

The strong on this continent are respected, and there is only one way to become a strong one—that is, to awaken the spiritual vein, condense the spiritual elixir, and embark on the path of spiritual cultivation. If a spiritual practitioner is dug up from the elixir, then all her cultivation will be destroyed and she will never be able to recover. For the rest of her life, she could only be reduced to a crippled person riddled with injuries, more broken and fragile than ordinary people who had not awakened their spiritual veins.

This is the ending that her good sister arranged for her.

She said, "No." ”

Mu Shuangshuang still looked at her sadly: "Sister, you have helped me so many times, why don't you help me this time? Is it because Brother Tingjun wants to marry me, not you, so you hate me?"