The hundredth year of being a wandering soul, Lillian Verde was reborn.

Now, she knelt in the center of a grand hall, the voice of the Nine Spirits Sect’s master heavy with authority and tinged with regret as it echoed through the chamber.

“Lingqin Peak’s leader, seven direct disciples, and one hundred forty-nine inner disciples have all perished at the hands of the roaming dark cultivator. Only you two remain. Do you wish to stay with Lingqin Peak or join another division?”

While Lillian was still lost in thought, the plump figure kneeling beside her had already spoken up.

“Master, I, Evelyn White, humbly request to join the Medical Peak to learn the art of saving lives and helping the world. I hope you will grant my wish!”

Evelyn’s words were earnest and heartfelt. The master of Nine Spirits Sect, though slightly surprised she hadn’t chosen the Culinary Peak, nodded in agreement.

“Very well. Report to Medical Peak shortly. You’ll start as an outer disciple and lay a solid foundation.”

“Yes, master.” Evelyn feigned a humble nod, then turned her gaze to Lillian. The contempt in her eyes was quickly hidden. “Senior sister, you should consider joining Medical Peak with me.”Lillian Verde glanced at Evelyn White. Though Evelyn’s build was hefty, her features carried a trace of delicate charm. Lillian shook her head, then turned to face the sect leader. Her gaze was firm, her words steady, “Sect Leader, I’m staying on Lyrica Peak. I’ll rebuild it.”

She refused to repeat her past life’s tragedy—dying bitterly, her soul trapped here for a hundred years. Learning the art of healing on Healing Peak held little appeal; her heart burned for vengeance instead.

The sect leader, who had already decided their fates, was startled by her declaration. His expression flickered, brows and chest tightening in sync. “You want to stay on Lyrica Peak? Rebuild it? Do you even realize you’re the only person left there?”

Rising from her seat, Lillian steadied herself. Though frail, her pale face showed fierce resolve. Each word she spoke hit with the weight of steel. “I’m aware. That’s exactly why I must stay.”

“With no disciples left, I’ll recruit my own during the upcoming selection in half a month. There’s no way I’ll let Lyrica Peak vanish into obscurity! I believe this is also what my master wished for, as he took his last breath.”

The sect leader widened his eyes this time, caught entirely off guard. “So you mean to say—you want to take over as peak master and recruit disciples yourself?”She was only eighteen, a perfect dual Water-Wood spiritual root, talented but frail. Climbing the sect’s Heaven Ladder left her gasping every few steps, earning her the title of Lingqin Peak’s notorious weakling.

Surviving this ordeal was pure luck—her fragile health kept her from joining Celeste Goodwin, the Lingqin Peak Master, on the mission to Guihai Mystic Realm.

And Evelyn White? That pudgy girl’s obsession with food meant she spent her days at the Lingchef Peak, neglecting cultivation. Her heft was such that she could barely manage the Heaven Ladder herself, irritating Celeste Goodwin, who promptly excluded her from the expedition.

But regardless of whether Lillian Verde was weak or not, her cultivation had been stuck at the early Golden Core stage for seven years—a laughably low level to aspire to be a peak master. Even the least skilled peak master of Lingchef Peak had reached the mid-Nascent Soul stage, after all.

Lillian raised her gaze slightly, her fingers brushing against her warm ears, and once more presented her argument with firm resolve.

“Yes, I want to be the peak master and restore Lingqin Peak! My current cultivation may be at early Golden Core, but that’s because I reached this stage in just one year years ago. These past seven years have been devoted to mastering the Hua Yin Nine Scrolls under my master’s secret teachings, and my proficiency is now undeniable.” "I'll dedicate more time to cultivation from now on. Please, Master, don't let the legacy of Lingqin Peak vanish. My teacher treated me with great kindness, and I can't let Lingqin Peak fade into silence!"

As she spoke, she faced the sect master directly, her gaze unwavering and brimming with hope and determination.

The sect master of Jiuling Sect was stunned for a long moment before snapping out of his daze.

"Do you truly claim to have mastered the Nine Melodies of Hua?"

He had thought the Nine Melodies of Hua had been lost forever with Celeste Goodwin's passing!

Lillian Verde nodded solemnly. "Yes. If you have any doubts, I can perform the 'Dream Requiem' for everyone tonight."

"Fine then! If your performance of the 'Dream Requiem' can reach even thirty percent of your teacher's skill, I'll agree to let you take charge of Lingqin Peak and recruit disciples in half a month!"

After the sect master left, Evelyn White stepped forward, grabbing Lillian's arm as the latter tried to leave. Pouting, her displeasure was more than evident. "Senior, with your fragile body, a walking corpse at best, why cling to Lingqin Peak? Why not come to Lingyi Peak and seek a better life? Staying here is as good as waiting for death!"

Lillian cast her a dismissive glance, her expression calm and unmoved.

"Fine! If that's what you've decided, I won't argue anymore. I'll focus on my studies at Lingyi Peak, and when the time comes, I'll make sure to cure that frail, stubborn body of yours!"Evelyn White's inner sneer was well hidden, though her words sounded sincere and grand.

But Lillian Verde caught the unspoken sentiment that followed:

**"Such lofty ambitions, aiming to become the Peak Master. Well, fine by me. Saves me the trouble of having to drag along this sickly burden over at Spirit Healer Peak."**

Lillian shot Evelyn a cold glance, said nothing, and turned to leave.

Meanwhile, Evelyn rolled her eyes inwardly and cursed:

**"What are you glaring at? Just wait. Once I get into Spirit Healer Peak, with my Most Beautiful Divine Healer System, I'll transform into a stunner and blind all your dog eyes!"**

Lillian, who was already several steps away, frowned slightly but didn't look back.

She knew Evelyn far too well—experience from another lifetime had taught her exactly what kind of person she was.

Eight years ago, Evelyn had been nothing more than her maid, traveling with her from a remote southern town to Nine Spirits Sect for the disciple recruitment. Lillian’s superior water-wood elemental talents earned her a spot as the personal disciple of the Spirit Melody Peak Master. Evelyn, however, groveled relentlessly, pleading to stay at Spirit Melody Peak too. Thanks to her above-average fire element, she was accepted as an inner disciple, though only by special exception. Before her stood Evelyn White, but the soul inside wasn’t the same anymore—it belonged to someone from another world. This otherworldly spirit had mysteriously bonded with a "Perfect Healer Creation System," a system that would make Evelyn grow more beautiful every time she saved a life.

In her past life, she and Evelyn both transferred to Spirit Healer Peak at this point. From there, things took a sharp turn. Evelyn, who’d been lazy and gluttonous, transformed into the epitome of a hardworking, lovable, and kind junior sister. Day by day, as she shed her chubby frame, her beauty blossomed. Her kindness, coupled with a near-saintly demeanor, won the favor of not just Spirit Healer Peak but the entire Nine Spirits Sect.

Eventually, Evelyn’s beauty reached new heights, earning her the title of the most beautiful woman across the Six Realms. Even Gabriel Forster, her cold and strikingly handsome Master of the Spirit Healer Peak, couldn’t remain indifferent. Daylight saw him as her caring teacher; nightfall, as her devoted partner. Their scandalous love defied conventions, stirring a frenzy across the realms. Yet their bond solidified under fire—they eliminated every obstacle in their way.

And one of those obstacles? She herself, Lillian Verde.

Not because she harbored feelings for Gabriel Forster, but because fate—or bad luck—repeatedly made her witness the pair’s more... intimate encounters. She seemed doomed to stumble on them at the worst times.After she perished in the Soul-Splitting Array and became a drifting spirit, Lillian Verde uncovered a shocking truth.

Evelyn White wasn't just a soul from another world—she was a transmigrator. The name of the book she had entered? "Transmigrating to Be

...

’s Beloved." It was Evelyn herself who casually filled in the blanks: "Transmigrating to Be

the Aloof

Master’s

Daily

Beloved."

And Lillian? She was nothing more than a disposable supporting role, a tool to highlight Evelyn's beauty and bliss.

For a hundred years, Lillian floated across the lands as a spirit. She roamed aimlessly—until a youth in a cyan robe, with a violet-golden sword on his back, shattered the peak of the Spirit Healer Summit with a single strike. The mountain’s plaque crumbled to dust, and at that moment, her spiritual imprisonment ended. She returned, reborn.

Even now, she often wondered: Who was that breathtaking youth, appearing like a god descending to earth? She couldn’t figure it out.