——（Brain Recycling Station）——
“Jingle bells~~ Deceased passing, living beings keep away! Jingle bells~~”
On a moonlit night, within the mountain forest.
An old Daoist priest with white hair and beard continuously shook the Bell in his hand, muttering incantations.
The Young Daoist Boy beside him had a pale face, shrinking his neck and tightly gripping the corner of his Clothes. His legs, while walking, swayed rhythmically from side to side like rowing a boat.
Behind the Master and disciple, eighteen corpses were lined up neatly, their hands straight, bouncing forward like frogs with a 'duangduangduang~' sound, following the crisp ringing of the Bell.
Suddenly! A gust of Yin wind blew past, and the moon at that moment turned an eerie blood color.
The corpse of the young Girl at the end of the line trembled all over and abruptly opened her eyes.
“Oh my, where did this get me!?” Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, a trace of confusion flashed in Miao Miao’s eyes.
As a good Girl who occasionally acts crazy （ and occasionally acts crazy ）.
She only remembered getting drunk, speeding while riding her Scapegoat best friend through a red light, and both falling into a sewer... When she opened her eyes, she was here.
“Deceased passing, living beings keep away! Jingle bells~~ Jingle bells~~”
The Old Daoist Priest ahead seemed not to have noticed anything unusual, shaking the Bell in his hand with vigor.
A chill ran down Miao Miao’s spine: What’s the situation? Am I running into the legendary Corpse Driver in the middle of the night?
Bad luck! Time to scram, scram~
Just as she was about to turn, a sharp pain shot through her Little Head.
“Ouch~” The pain came too suddenly; she lost her balance and fell to the ground. Simultaneously, a large amount of unfamiliar memories flooded into her mind.
Miao Miao suddenly understood that she seemed to have transmigrated into a trashy, fast-paced novel she was reading while slacking off work.
The Original owner was a pitiful Tool person devoid of emotion, possessing a sweet appearance, but her aptitude was... Underperforming. However, she possessed an Exquisite Immortal Heart that everyone envied.
The Sect’s evaluation of her was, “Stuffing grass into a brocade pouch—a pretty good-for-nothing.”
Having this Exquisite Immortal Heart on her was simply a waste.
The Original owner was not well-regarded in the Sect; anyone could boss her around and use her like a slave. Being beaten and scolded was just part of daily life.
The snow and wind pressed down on her for three to five years, totaling eight years.
And her existence was solely for the benefit of the Male Protagonist, her Junior Brother Ye Han.
This Junior Brother had unparalleled talent, the bearing of a Great Emperor, was favored by the Heavenly Dao, and his Destiny Value was higher than the author’s blood pressure.
Even if he fell flat on his Buttocks on flat ground, he could still pick up two handfuls of dirt from the crevices of the ditch.
How heaven-defying!
Ever since Ye Han arrived at the Tianji Sect, the entire Sect acted as if possessed, doting on him to the bone, wishing they could even handle his defecation and urination for him.
During the Back Mountain trial one day prior, the Original owner was punished because she failed to block a blow for the favored Junior Brother in time, causing him to be startled and fall, scraping his knee.
The Original owner was immediately taken to the Law Enforcement Hall. Guan Jieyan, the Eldest Senior Brother of the Sect, was so angry he jumped three zhang high, baring his teeth and fiercely berating her: “Miao Miaomiao!! You useless trash, it’s all because of you that Junior Brother suffered such a great calamity! You deserve a thousand deaths!”
“Eldest Senior Brother, in my opinion, she did it on purpose! She can’t even manage to block a blow properly; she clearly wanted to use this opportunity to harm Junior Brother! Such scheming is extremely vicious! She must be severely punished!”
“Second Senior Brother is right! If such a venomous, rotten-hearted woman is not severely punished, the Sect will eventually be ruined by her…”
The Original owner could not defend herself. The matter soon reached the ears of the Sect Master, Ku Chenzi. The Old fellow was thunderously enraged, and instigated by the Direct Disciples, he took out the God-Punishing Whip and publicly administered ninety-nine lashes to her.
The Original owner could not withstand this overwhelming fortune and died on the spot, kicked the bucket.
After death, her Exquisite Immortal Heart was dug out, and her corpse was dumped in the wilderness.
And that Exquisite Immortal Heart was naturally given as compensation to the "victim," Male Protagonist Ye Han.
Thus, the Original owner’s tragic life as a Tool person came to a frustrating end.
It was this passing Corpse Driver Daoist Priest who pitied her, unable to bear letting her become a meal for wild beasts, so he added her to the army of corpses, preparing to take them back for a unified burial.
Coincidentally, on the way, Miao Miao possessed the corpse.
After sorting through the memories, Miao Miao sighed softly, “What a pitiful soul! But don’t worry, since I’ve taken over your body, I will definitely avenge you! Everyone who bullied you, I will definitely make them pay the price!”
Just as she made this solemn vow, a sharp pain shot through her chest.
Looking down, she gasped in shock! What a shocking wound, the cleavage was easily over a foot deep, showing just how ruthlessly the heart-extractor had struck!
Huh? Wait a minute!
Miao Miao was suddenly startled; something felt wrong!
—This body doesn't have a heart, so how am I alive?
This is unscientific!
She quickly felt her entire body, confirmed there was no second heart, and fell into deep thought.
She was alive, yet it felt like she wasn't entirely alive.
Could it be that I’ve taken on the Script of Chancellor Bigan?
At this moment, the Old Daoist Priest ahead noticed the movement behind him, frowned, and instructed the Young Daoist Boy beside him: “Go see what the situation is. If a corpse has fallen, prop it up.”
“Yes... Yes, Master.” The Young Daoist Boy was a little scared, but he mustered his courage and walked over to Miao Miao, who was still sitting on the ground questioning her existence.
Just as he extended a helping hand, a sweet voice came: “Thank you, Young Daoist Priest! You are so kind.”
“You’re welc—Oh my goodness!”
Seeing the other person’s face as pale as paper, the Young Daoist Boy was so scared he wet his pants, fell back onto the ground, and even his speech became slurred, “M-M-M-M-M-M-M-Master, she-she-she’s-she’s-she’s-she’s-she’s-she’s-she’s…”
The Old Daoist was startled by his reaction and immediately scolded him: “Why are you stam-stam-stam-stammering? You almost-almost-almost-almost-almost made me stammer too!”
“N-n-no, it’s just that she-she-she…” The Young Daoist Boy pointed at Miao Miao with a look of terror, trying to say something, but couldn't get the words out for a long time.
Miao Miao simply took the initiative to wave and greet them: “Hello, good evening to you both!”
“Boundless Heavenly Venerable!” The Old Daoist was clearly someone who had seen great storms; he appeared exceptionally calm when encountering a reanimated corpse, flicked his Horsetail Whisk, and walked over quickly.
Curling his fingers, he circled Miao Miao to examine her, then said in surprise, “You’re not dead?”
Without waiting for Miao Miao to answer, he suddenly slapped his good disciple’s Little Head: “Hiss~~ This isn’t right!”
The Young Daoist Boy’s head buzzed from the slap, and he looked up blankly, asking, “Master, what’s not right?”
The Old Daoist did not speak; his eyebrows were almost twisted into a knot.
He vaguely remembered that her heart had been dug out; there was no possibility of this corpse reanimating.
Looking up at the eerie blood moon in the sky, the Old Daoist seemed to recall something and immediately began to calculate with his fingers.
A moment later, his Body trembled violently, and with a “Pfft~,” he spat out a mouthful of old blood toward the sky and fell headfirst to the ground.
“Oh dear, Daoist Priest, what happened to you? Did you suffer Qi Deviation?” Miao Miao had respected the old and loved the young since childhood, so she immediately rushed forward to pinch his philtrum: “Wake up! This isn’t a good place to sleep.”
“Ugh~~ Don’t… don’t pinch! Let go, it’s bleeding…” The Old Daoist struggled desperately and finally managed to break free from her Demonic Claw.
He swallowed hard, and the look in his eyes as he gazed at Miao Miao became extremely complicated.
This reanimation was bizarre!
He had intended to calculate this woman’s Fate just now, but after the operation, the answer he received was—she had no Fate!
He even suffered a Backlash as a result, instantly losing over a hundred years of Dao Cultivation.
Could it be... he was the variable mentioned in the prophecy he received a few days ago?
Seeing him staring intently without looking away, Miao Miao subconsciously tightened her Clothes: “Daoist Priest, can you… stop looking at me with that look you’d give a terracotta warrior? I’m a little scared…”
“…Also, do you have any needle and thread? Could I borrow some?”
“What do you need needle and thread for?”
Miao Miao pointed to the shocking wound on her chest with a bitter face: “I think I should quickly stitch it up a couple of times! Otherwise, I might be done for.”
“No matter!” As he spoke, the Old Daoist lightly swept his Horsetail Whisk, a Green Light flashed, and Miao Miao’s wound instantly healed.
Miao Miao looked at her chest with surprise: “Wow! Is this a healing spell? So magical!”
“Boundless Heavenly Venerable!” The Old Daoist shook his head and sighed, “It seems all of this is predestined! Since we have fate, this humble Daoist will grant you an Opportunity!”
As he spoke, he pulled out a bone ring exuding an ancient aura from his robes and handed it to Miao Miao.
Miao Miao took the bone ring, squinted her eyes, and held it up to the moonlight: “Is there an Old Man Mentor hidden in here?”
“Not at all! Try putting it on…”
“Oh~” Miao Miao nodded and put the ring on her left index finger.
“Buzz~” The moment it was put on, the ring erupted with a creepy Green Light, so green it made Miao Miao a little flustered.
Then the ring went straight into her body and disappeared. No one other than Miao Miao herself could sense its existence.
“Indeed, it is so!” The Old Daoist seemed extremely excited, clapping and laughing, “After so many years, it was waiting for you!”
Miao Miao rubbed her finger: “Daoist Priest, I don’t understand. What is the use of this ring?”
The Old Daoist slowly explained: “This is the Skeletal Void Ring. It possesses spirituality and can contain all things! Living things are excluded, of course. You can try communicating with it using your Divine Sense to store external items within it…”
“I get it!” Isn’t this the Space cheat from novels? She had seen it quite often in novels and short dramas before.
Miao Miao understood immediately and waved her hand grandly, “Collect!”
“Oh no!!” A scream rang out, and the Old Daoist squatted down with lightning speed, tightly covering his vital areas with both hands, “Wait, are you poisoned? Why are you collecting my pants??”
“Um… do you believe me if I say I didn’t mean to?” Miao Miao scratched her head awkwardly and quickly returned his pants.
Believe you, my foot! This Girl is rotten to the core.
You didn't collect the flowers and grass all over the ground, you specifically targeted me, didn't you? My lifelong reputation was almost ruined by you.
The Old Daoist grumbled inwardly, quickly put his pants on with a dark face, and subconsciously maintained a safe distance from her.
His intuition told him that this Girl’s brain seemed abnormal; it was better to keep his distance.
“Daoist Priest, thank you! Really. I truly have no way to repay such kindness…”
She symbolically patted her body with both hands, but found nothing, so Miao Miao shamelessly gave a dry laugh, “Then I won’t repay you for now, okay!”
“Forget it,” the Old Daoist shook his head and flicked his Horsetail Whisk, “This was an Opportunity meant for you anyway; no need to thank me.”
She still needed to thank him, otherwise, she would seem impolite; after all, she had received nine years of compulsory education. Miao Miao respectfully bowed: “May I ask the Daoist Priest’s name?”
“This humble Daoist is Tianjizi.” After speaking, the Old Daoist turned around, “The road ahead is rough; take care of yourself! We shall part ways here. Disciple, it’s time, we must be on our way!”
“Yes, Master.” The Young Daoist Boy followed closely.
Miao Miao bowed deeply to the two of them: “Farewell, Daoist Priest! Have a safe journey~”
*
The Young Daoist Boy secretly looked back: “Master, she has neither the Aura of the living nor the aura of the dead, so what exactly is she?”
“Boundless Longevity and Fortune!” The Old Daoist stroked his beard and muttered to himself, “Drifting between life and death, lingering outside of Yin and Yang—she is she, a unique existence in this world!”
“The Exquisite Immortal Heart, losing it may not be a disaster; gaining it may not be a blessing!”
“This Cultivation World, I fear, is about to change… Deceased passing, living beings keep away! Jingle bells~~”
*
After watching the Master and disciple leave with the corpses, Miao Miao resolutely turned around, started walking, and headed straight for the Tianji Sect Flying Swiftly.
With Space in hand, the world is mine!
Youth does not wait; revenge is now!