Soft-Moed Loli's Sole Goal Is World Domination

My hairstyle was quite simple, I just put my hands behind my head. Years of habit meant I could easily tie my hair into twin ponytails.

Although.

The light pink hair looked best straight, and I had so much of it that I didn't need to tie it into ordinary twin ponytails. I just styled it as I pleased.

After all, it was much more convenient to go out like this.

Once I awakened the system, I began to shine in a new light, humming a little tune, happier than I could say.

The years of being a nobody had taken their toll, but much of that gloom had already dissipated.

As the ignored youngest disciple of the Heavenly Sword Venerable, my position on Heavenly Sword Peak wasn't low, and I had to make the most of it.

The system's basic ability allowed me to see everyone's talent ceiling.

Among everyone I'd observed, the Female Protagonist was the only one with three question mark talents.

So, I chose the Female Protagonist without hesitation.

Wannabe Handbook Rule number two: While flexibility is important, decisiveness is key when it's time to act.

My plan was to continue observing other cultivators. Who knew, there might be unexpected surprises, and even without them, I could find a few backup options.

There were many people in the sect who disliked me.

Regarding the ethical question of secretly having children with others.

I wanted to rule the world, so you can take your moral lectures to the Female Protagonist.

Besides, I wasn't letting anyone else get involved once they were born.

I'd raise them myself, so what's all the fuss about?

"One day, I'll fleece the entire Cultivation World."

Ahead.

Ye Qingxian happened to be passing by and glanced over.

Isn't that her Junior Sister?

It's good that she hasn't gone astray and is so humble and polite.

She must have taken my words to heart.

Plus, she's out early in the morning, likely preparing to take on a mission. She's certainly a promising talent.

I should organize my cultivation experiences and share them with her later.

Ye Qingxian quickly left, not hearing the rest of the conversation.

"Senior Sister, why aren't you out farming today?"

"Be careful you don't starve to death, hahaha."

A young cultivator said playfully. His realm was two levels higher than mine.

My realm was very low, so I usually only got farming tasks.

Therefore, ever since I was a little girl, I'd been working hard in the sect, farming from dawn till dusk.

I lifted my eyes and glanced at the person before me, remaining silent.

Turning, I flipped to the back of the Wannabe Handbook in my mind.

I was so angry, I really wanted to say, "What business is it of yours? It's none of your concern if I starve."

But I couldn't beat him.

I'll endure.

So, your name is Luo Xiao'er, is it?

I, Ye Xiaoyao, have noted you.

Next time, I'll mix water into your Spirit Stones.

Under the tree.

The annoying fly finally left. I yawned leisurely, my mood generally quite good.

I idly fiddled with a small ornament on my skirt, and after a bit of effort, I finally managed to straighten it out.

My thoughts returned to the present.

The system's abilities might be upgradeable.

The first upgrade wouldn't be a small step.

For example, just being able to get pregnant with twins every time would be a huge leap forward.

The Female Protagonist had so many talents; I couldn't borrow them all at once.

If I could borrow them twice per pregnancy, I'd eventually drain the Female Protagonist dry.

The Female Protagonist had many talents.

Innate Sword Body, Innate Spirit Body, Innate Dao Body...

Max-level mutated Wind Spirit Root, max-level mutated Lightning Spirit Root, max-level mutated Ice Spirit Root...

Forget it, there are too many, I can't count them at all.

No wonder my eyes light up whenever I see the Female Protagonist. What's the difference between that and a homeless person seeing a treasure!

Target: Sect Main Hall. I stood up from the rock, patted my skirt, and set off directly.

The sect has nine mountain peaks that pierce the clouds, each corresponding to nine supreme venerables with profound cultivation. Their figures in the nine heavens were unmatched in their era, like insurmountable mountains, overlooking the myriad beings and the ebb and flow of tides.

The disciples of Heavenly Sword Peak are not numerous, so its ranking is neither high nor low.

"Senior Sister Ye Xiaoyao."

Behind the respectful words, as I passed by, I could see some different looks.

This was disdain from the depths of their hearts.

These people were all little geniuses; any cultivator picked at random had a cultivation level several tiers higher than mine.

At this moment, their lazy greetings revealed the resentment in their hearts.

My eyebrows and eyes curved slightly.

Why am I so happy when these people, who always mock me, get angry?

It's because I'm a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character, and you are nothing, just extras whose names won't even be recorded.

Therefore, I am the Direct Disciple.

Where is this strange sense of superiority as cannon fodder coming from?

Something is wrong with me.

I flipped open the Wannabe Handbook to the second page.

No matter what, I must remain in good spirits.

The main point is to absolutely avoid mental exhaustion.

Facing the countless resentful gazes mixed with a hint of malice from nearby.

My mood became even more cheerful.

Hmph, hmph, hmph, mere extras, do you think Ye Xiaoyao will pay attention to you?

Heavenly Sword Peak has a large number of inner disciples. Their exclusive clothing is white, though not mandatory to wear. The waist token is another way to identify one's identity.

Direct Disciples wear crimson.

I am a Direct Disciple of Heavenly Sword Peak.

Even if I am younger and my cultivation is lower, my status is higher than that of inner disciples.

Therefore, these people must address me as Senior Sister.

Heavenly Sword Peak's Mission Hall.

Tasks were posted from time to time, and the geniuses who frequented almost all of Heavenly Sword Peak were there.

"Senior Sister, are you also here to accept a mission?" An inner disciple, who was known for being nosy, saw the pretty young girl in a light blue dress and couldn't help but tease.

What business is it of yours? Can't I accept missions?

I grumbled inwardly.

Next time, I'll put a dead mouse in your water.

Who else would have another permanent task, being responsible for the Spirit Water supply for the entire sect? You can enjoy yourself alone for now. Your days of enjoyment are yet to come.

"Cultivating crops again, that certainly fits your identity, Senior Sister." Shuang Shisan narrowed his eyes and chuckled, his mockery undisguised.

I secretly clenched my small fists.

Fine, Shuang Shisan, I'll remember your name.

As a little loli who is bullied every day, I naturally have my own ways of venting without getting mentally exhausted.

Shuang Shisan left smugly. In two more days, it would be time for the Spirit Water supply again, and he could drink a few cups to his heart's content.

Thinking of this, his mood became even more joyful.

Laugh, laugh, who can laugh better than you, this living ancestor who has never drunk normal Spirit Water in his life? No one saw the faint, dark smile flash across my lips before I returned to my harmless, soft loli appearance that everyone could bully.

My talent is indeed poor. In a sect that values strength above all else, many people have reservations about me.

Many people secretly speculated about who I was related to. Over time, due to the sect's rules, while there wasn't much overt fatal targeting, such light and painless sarcasm was quite common.

Of course, not everyone was that hateful.

I met the gazes of other disciples, observing them secretly for a long time, but I didn't notice any geniuses that caught my eye.

The most talented among them had a talent value of only seventy-five days, and he was a renowned genius among the inner disciples—Zhuge Yun.

Zhuge Yun was gentle and refined. Upon seeing me, he immediately cupped his hands and bowed, "Greetings, Junior Sister. Are you happy today, Junior Sister?"

Junior Sister is fine, but he had to add "Junior," who was he looking down on?

If you can't find the book title, you can try searching for the author, maybe they just changed their name!

My luck today is truly terrible. I ran into the person I dislike the most.

Just seeing this person ruins my mood.

It's even disgusting.

Zhuge Yun smiled lightly, giving off a feeling of warmth like a spring breeze.

I snorted and turned my head away.

Just you wait, I'll tamper with your Spirit Nurturing Pills. Let's see how you cultivate then. Don't think I've forgotten what happened ten years ago. I just didn't retaliate. He messed with my spiritual field, causing me to starve for a long time.

He's such a smiling hypocrite.

The so-called distribution of Spirit Nurturing Pills is one of my daily tasks. It's no wonder I'm one of the few Direct Disciples at Heavenly Sword Peak.

These tasks don't require much cultivation and are relatively important, so they are basically all assigned to me.

Seeing that I wasn't paying him any attention.

The smile in Zhuge Yun's eyes intensified.

Little Senior Sister is still so easy to bully today.

The little girl's retreating back always gave off a feeling of anger yet helplessness, her originally chubby little face puffing out even more.

This—she's already angry?

"Hey, Little Senior Sister, you haven't answered me yet?" he deliberately shouted from behind, "Are you happy or not."

The answer was already obvious.

Zhuge Yun's smile grew even brighter.

So—she's not very happy.

He fanned himself elegantly with the folding fan he carried, using the echo technique to directly send his words into my ears, "What a shame, I'm quite happy today."

This weather is truly refreshing.

Hearing that they were still chasing and killing me, I was already furious.

I puffed out my cheeks indignantly.

So you're Zhuge Yun, huh.

Don't even think about eating a normal Spirit Nurturing Pill in this lifetime.

Signature catchphrase *3.

I feel like I've taken quite a bit of undeserved frustration today.

I slowly walked to a deserted spot on Heavenly Sword Peak.

My tense emotions relaxed a little, and I slowly squatted down, hugging my knees tightly.

After thinking for a second, I simply reached behind me and untied my hairband. My waterfall-like light pink hair cascaded down to my knees, half-obscuring my small face.

I was a little disheartened by the lack of the expected outcome.

"The disciples of Heavenly Sword Peak are all mediocre."

After my secret observation, there wasn't a single suitable candidate among this batch of Heavenly Sword Peak disciples.

I haven't had the chance to meet my two Senior Brothers and my Master yet. I assume there are no geniuses above eighty points among the others.

"Where can I go to find a prodigy I can use?"

Suddenly, my eyes lit up, and I stood up directly.

The closest peak to Heavenly Sword Peak is Bright Moon Peak of the Wuya Sect. The other peaks are too far away. With my turtle-like pace that can't even fly a sword, I wouldn't reach them for ages.

Don't ask me why I don't use the teleportation array.

Just ask and you'll know I'm poor.

Poverty forces me to walk with no ambition.

A mere female cultivator at the Qi Refining Third Layer with no background is practically the poorest person at the very bottom of the entire Cultivation World.

Other places might not have the prodigy I'm looking for.

Bright Moon Peak has a rather famous Direct Disciple.

She might be my backup plan.

Bright Moon Peak has many disciples, and it's always bustling.

I squatted behind a tree, staring intently ahead, but the target person didn't appear for a long time.

Finally, a Senior Sister, a Direct Disciple from another peak, couldn't stand it and walked over, saying gently.

"Junior Sister Yao, did someone bully you again?"

"The ground is cold, you can't always be squatting."

I looked up and saw someone I recognized. I felt inexplicably awkward and just responded vaguely with hums and haws.

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