My Sign-in Life in Douluo

Although, to the outside world, Qin Yueru had only been out of sorts for a few hours, South Ke Dream had played out an entire lifetime in her mind.

In the dream, she was not the lofty Third Young Miss of the Qin Family. Instead, like Jiang Siming, she had grown up in a poor rural household with meager income.

She could no longer act arrogantly without restraint, because she had to survive. She lived the life of the "lowborn" people she had once looked down on, forced again and again to compromise with life.

On countless sleepless nights, all she could think about was how to keep living.

Those "lowborn" people who struggled to make a living and fought for the responsibilities on their shoulders—were they truly lowborn?

"Yueru, you will always be Father's princess! No one can make you suffer!" Qin Bei wiped the tears from the corners of Qin Yueru's eyes with some heartache.

Because Qin Yueru was in her father's arms, her tears kept falling. She had been living what she thought was an upper-class life, yet doing the lowest things. She was clearly useless, yet she looked down on those who fought to survive.

An indescribable shame spread through Qin Yueru's heart.

"Father, I want to cultivate! I am the Third Young Miss of the Qin Family. I cannot bring shame to the Qin Family!" Qin Yueru lifted her head, tears still clinging to the corners of her eyes, and looked at Qin Bei with determination as she spoke.

"Yueru, you..." Qin Bei still could not quite believe why his daughter had changed so drastically overnight. His precious daughter, who had always loathed cultivation, had actually taken the initiative to become a cultivator!

What exactly had Jiang Siming done to Qin Yueru?

Qin Bei took