My Doomed Sect Can Do Anything

[Synopsis, second draft, January 5, 2024]

Wen Que transmigrated into a cultivation world and joined a sect straight out of a fairy tale. Her master had the bearing of an immortal and was revered by all. Her senior brother was born with the bones of a swordsman and forged a sword with his own body. Her senior sister was a peerless beauty who attained the Dao through music. Her junior brother was pure as ice and jade and had healed countless people. Her junior sister was a noble heiress descended from royalty.

And Wen Que? She was the useless third disciple, neither here nor there, who could get struck by lightning while cultivating at home.

Only after the lightning jolted her awake did she discover that everyone in her extraordinary sect was doomed to a miserable end.

This whole sect is doomed. It's only a matter of time.

Before Wen Que could sort through everything the lightning had revealed, she spotted her flirtatious, heartless junior sister parading around with a pretty young man she'd just "snatched" and brought up the mountain. Wen Que clutched her head, unable to keep from ranting inwardly.

We're screwed! That two-timing heartbreaker! Why does she have to snatch just anyone? Does she have any idea he's the little prince from the neighboring demon realm? They're turning the whole realm upside down looking for him! They'll come knocking tomorrow!

Her junior sister said, "Wen Jiujiu, say that again?"

Huh?

Every disciple of Venerable Luofeng of Boundless Peak, Tianyang Sect, was an extraordinary talent-except his unremarkable third disciple. People often forgot she was even there. Venerable Luofeng himself frequently forgot he had such a disciple, and the others rarely paid their junior or senior sister any mind.

Until one day, they discovered they could hear Wen Que's thoughts-and those thoughts concerned them very, very much.

Ahhh, Second Senior Sister, don't go! If you leave the mountain this time, you'll-