Fantasy

Lu Sangjiu spent over a year imprinting the innocent image of herself—often coughing up blood, delicate, and frail—into the hearts of everyone in the Seven Emotions Sect.
    In reality, the frequent coughing of blood was real, but she wasn't actually that delicate and frail.
    In the beginning, she had only one purpose for coming to the Seven Emotions Sect: to strip away the female lead Ye Zhiyao's destiny and break free from the shackles of the Heavenly Dao!
    Later, looking at the simple and kind-hearted fools of her sect, she thought to herself, since it's convenient anyway, I might as well save who I can!
    As the saying goes, the only thing that can defeat a pure white lotus is a refreshing little green tea.
    So, in order to compete with the female lead Ye Zhiyao, who possesses immense luck and is loved by all men, it wouldn't be too much for her to occasionally speak some “green tea” words, right?
    And so...
    Facing a demon beast, Lu Sangjiu, while spitting blood, bravely said: “Eldest Senior Brother, don't worry about me, hurry and save Senior Sister Ye, she's more important than I am!”
    The hot-tempered Eldest Senior Brother stood firmly in front of her, “Nonsense! My Little Junior Sister is the most important!”
    Facing a scheming bitch, Lu Sangjiu, while spitting blood, choked out: “Second Senior Sister, don't misunderstand, she wasn't bullying me, I'm not wronged at all!”
    The crybaby Second Senior Sister, while wiping her tears, gave her a live performance of tearing the scheming bitch apart by hand.
    Facing an Evil Cultivator, Lu Sangjiu, while spitting blood, stubbornly said: “Third Senior Brother, you go first... I will definitely do my best to hold on until you bring people back to save me!”
    The timid Third Senior Brother mustered his courage, had a breakthrough on the spot, and crushed the Evil Cultivator!
    Later, Ye Zhiyao pointed her sword at Lu Sangjiu, claiming she was the Demon Cultivator Gu Huang, who brought disaster to the world a hundred years ago, and that she should be killed.
    Everyone stood firmly in front of Lu Sangjiu, “Impossible! Little Junior Sister is too frail to withstand a gust of wind; there's no way she's the Great Demon!”