The Boundless Bee Queen

In the sect's spiritual fields, I was the lowest menial disciple. After being kicked off a cliff by a senior brother, I met a mysterious beehive while dying. 'Want to live? Become my host.' The queen bee pierced my spine. From then on, I could hear the buzzing of thousands of bees and control the swarm's will. When the senior brother led people to besiege me, I chuckled: 'You know? The land you're stepping on is my beehive.' Worker bees rose like black mist, instantly gnawing them into bones. The hive consciousness whispered in my mind: 'This world is too small... Take us back to the celestial battlefield.'