The day Ning Ruan left her village, the Jiuzhou Continent gained a new weirdo.

Mage?

Sword cultivator?

Nope—she just wanted to be a healer!

All the continent’s geniuses:

“Shut up, you toxic healer!”

…

Later:

“Help! Ever since I met Ning Ruan, I realized healers can literally kill with healing!”

“But isn’t she a Metal-type Spirit Master?”

“She’s clearly Wood-type!”

“No way, she’s Water-type.”

“Impossible, I saw her use Fire with my own eyes!”

“She must be Earth-type.”

“Bullsh*t, she’s obviously a sword cultivator!”

“She’s not a warrior? I literally saw her smash a guy’s skull in with her bare fists…”

Ning Ruan: Fine, I’ll come clean—

A mage who doesn’t want to be a healer isn’t a good sword cultivator!

Her main vibe: a healer with a sword, killing enemies miles away;

A mage throwing punches—every hit deadly.

…

Later on:

Ning Ruan realized that out of her whole sect, she might be the only sane one.

Her hot-headed master is fiercely protective and always looking for a fight.

The eldest senior brother, a sword cultivator, has been cultivating his sword for over a decade—but never uses it.

The second senior brother, also a sword cultivator, always kills with a single strike—no survivors.

The third senior brother, King of Caution: even the toilet has dozens of defensive formations. Others keep a trump card—he keeps a hundred.

The fourth senior brother, King of Slacking: unless paid in spirit stones, he won’t lift a finger. Even breathing feels like a chore.

The fifth senior brother, the social anxiety case: says little, hits hard, gets scarier the more he fights.

The seventh senior brother, King of Overachievers: outworks everyone, always trying to outdo his seniors and juniors alike. Trains non-stop.

…

Then, even later—

Ning Ruan discovered that the newbie village where she grew up was secretly a hub for hidden powerhouses.

All those “cheap dads”?

They’re the kind of monsters who summon lightning just by stepping out of the village.

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