Construction: I am in the cultivation world

be shredded, with every inch of flesh a

, and through the hazy blood-colored sight, ev

it would come to this?" A lazy female voice drawled into her ear, sometimes d

ones resounded again, and the p

cried ou

. This was

woman in front of her, adorned in an

she had neve

I didn't even exert much force. How did it break so easily?" Her tone wa

e tried to raise her hand to wipe it, she found h

h her. The secret realm is abou

.

erciless sword pierced her chest. She cast a final glanc

ide the Eath genre. Her chest still throbbed with pai

iar, and for a moment, she couldn't

her back into the commotion, and as she

er, none older than fifteen,

ething related to "magical energy,"

e rubbed her temples, a pletho

transm

ore, where a supporting character shared her name. Back then, she had t

f an elder from Eath genre. In gratitude, the elder off

e, possessed exceptional talent and cou

Eath genre, coveting such talent, discovered the truth and, to demonstrate their stance,

e was used as a cauldron for alchemy, enduring endless torment. Just as she managed to escape, she was captured by he

She never imagined that an inconsequential line from the book

tpone immediate death. Had it not been for her senior's prompting,

utterly

the transmigration, she found herself reborn on the da

lle was only

other chance, she would never step into Eath genre. But now, a

just experienced, or to step back into the vast world where one could so

ad graduated from high school. She knew nothing beyond Eath genre. How could she sur

iginal Camille, for some reason, possessed this energy, and thus sh

though she had the potential

threshold for Eath genre. Without any fortuitous encounters in her

nergy, core values seventy-one, fifty-six, eighteen," the

it," someone gruffly

was the adult who had broug

nd overheard the adult co

ght back a low-level magical energy being. Howev

a magical energy. With such a large s

cond round of testing is coming up, and look

.

inding her place in the cro

y. But how had it changed to Fire, Wood, Earth? Camille pondered this silently, automatically filterin

tudent at Tsinghua University, even though she had just received her admission letter and hadn

at was wrong with working hard? Hard work would yiel

nce. In that time, she had to improve her cul

tain basic resources effortlessly, but afterward, they had to bear the c

vating. When Candice rose to prominence, she would l