Expelled from the Sect

Douluo Continent, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Neither of her parents has this type of martial soul. How did she awaken a useless martial soul—a flower?"

"Is that even scientifically possible?"

"No, something must have gone wrong somewhere!"

"..."

Voices of discussion rose one after another.

Ning Weiyang stood surrounded by the crowd, looking at the martial soul she had just awakened in her hand—the Peony Flower—with confusion.

She was a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's main family. Her father was a direct descendant of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, his martial soul the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Her mother was an outer disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, her martial soul the Three-Bladed Dagger.

And now, a tower and a dagger had produced a flower.

Not only were the sect elders confused—even she herself was baffled.

Although she was a transmigrator, she had transmigrated as a soul rather than physically. How had something like this happened?

Ning Weiyang could not make sense of it no matter how hard she thought.

She did not even have Plot Armor.

"Was the child switched at birth, or could it be that my younger brother's wife..."

The sect elders, who had originally been saying "impossible" and "unscientific," suddenly changed tack and proposed another possibility.

"The child was switched? Impossible!"

Ning Weiyang's father, Ning Fanli, immediately denied it.

"Weiyang looks so much like A-Yu. How could she have been switched?"

The moment he finished speaking, the other sect elders looked at Ning Fanli with strange expressions.

If she had not been switched...

Then...

Their gazes revealed exactly what they were thinking.

Ning Fanli's face turned livid.

Ning Weiyang felt hostile looks settling on her.

This was bad.

Why was this kind of idiotic plot happening even after she had transmigrated into Douluo Continent?

None of the sect elders spoke, but the expressions on their faces said it all.

Ning Fanli looked at Ning Weiyang, his gaze becoming complicated as well.

It was as though he were truly saying that she was not his daughter.

"Father."

Ning Weiyang felt a little panicked.

Though her mental age was far older, she was only six years old now.

"Expel her from the sect."

One of the elders made the suggestion.

"Since she is not of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's bloodline, there is no need to keep her in the sect. What's more, she has a useless martial soul."

The other elders in the council hall nodded one after another.

Ning Weiyang looked at Ning Fanli, pleading for help with her eyes.

Yet Ning Fanli remained silent, tacitly accepting the elders' decision.

You've got to be kidding...

Ning Weiyang roared inwardly.

If rabbits and grass can produce butterflies, why can't a tower and a dagger produce a flower?!

What if something affected me, or my martial soul mutated?

There was no room for negotiation. Ning Weiyang was directly driven out of the sect.

"Get lost!"

"So she really is some little bastard!"

"Don't ever say you're a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect again!"

"..."

Without even a bundle of belongings, Ning Weiyang was shut outside the sect gates.

Those sect disciples who had never gotten along with her came out one after another to mock and slander her.

Ning Weiyang raised her head and looked at the magnificent Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, resentment swelling in her heart.

"Thirty years east of the river..."

She instinctively recited part of a familiar line.

"Bah! Never bully a young girl for being poor!"

After saying that, Ning Weiyang turned and left without looking back.

Heaven Dou City.

The streets teemed with people, bustling with life.

Ning Weiyang wandered aimlessly down the street, sighing again and again.

Where was she supposed to go now?

Unlike other transmigrators, Ning Weiyang had neither extraordinary talent nor a system with Plot Armor. All she had was Innate Spirit Power Level Three and the Peony Flower martial soul.

She had no advantages of her own and could not enter Shrek Academy or Spirit Hall like other transmigrators.

What was she supposed to do?

Ning Weiyang walked along with her head hanging low.

The fire that had flared up when she was driven out of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was instantly extinguished by the cold water of reality.

"Ah!"

"Watch where you're going!"

"You dare bump into just anyone?"

"Do you have a death wish?!"

—Author's Note—

Reading Guide:

1. This story supports Spirit Hall and stands against the main cast. If you like the main cast, please move along.

2. There is no pairing in the main story. You may vote for pairings, and I may write them in side stories as appropriate.

3. The characters will change along with the plot. Out-of-character behavior warning—if that bothers you, feel free to leave.

4. This story leans toward daily life and slow growth, with plenty of original settings. Some original pairings will be broken up, such as Oscar and Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai, Bai Chenxiang and Ma Hongjun...

5. I read comments, but I may not reply. No disruptive comments, personal attacks, or writing advice. If any comments are too unpleasant, I will delete them.

—Update to the Author's Note—

Ning Weiyang's adult appearance is the character design shown on the cover.