The original owner's mother, Huang Liuyi, was the eldest daughter of the Huang family, one of the seven great families of the Tiancang Continent. Huang Liuyi was born into nobility, pampered by her parents and doted on by her husband. The greatest grievance and pain she suffered in her life was giving birth to children.
Despite the pain and the grievances, Huang Liuyi truly loved and cared for her son, Su Jieke, to the point of being overly protective, treating him like a precious gem. Su Jieke's considerable talent was squandered by Huang Liuyi, who doted on him, turning him into a spoiled brat who wore a small hat, sunglasses, carried a birdcage in his left hand, and gripped a dog leash in his right.
The original owner, Su Mali, was Huang Liuyi's youngest daughter. Although she didn't receive the same level of favor as Su Jieke, she still got whatever she wanted and could do whatever she wanted within the Su family's territory. When the original owner's cultivation talent was revealed to the world, Huang Liuyi developed a strange and inexplicable affection for her.
"Kneel down." Huang Liuyi didn't look to the side, her mind filled with the useless bastard Su Jieke, her attitude as both hot and cold as ice and fire, showing no concern for Ji Xiaoxiao.
When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Ji Xiaoxiao, who knew that even a hero has to suffer a loss, knelt down upon hearing this, her proud head never bowing. "Father, Mother, what wrong have I done to anger you so much? I don't want to suffer an injustice. Please tell me the truth and let me defend myself. Don't make a private decision and act arbitrarily."
Huang Liuyi touched Su Jieke's rosy, glowing, and incredibly healthy face, and said slyly, "Your face has turned pale with fright. Your mother is heartbroken. Jieke, don't be afraid. With your father and mother in charge, Su Mary will definitely receive the punishment she deserves."
Su Jieke hugged Huang Liuyi, twisted his body, and said coquettishly, "Su Mary must be punished properly so that she knows who is the master of the Su family."
Having a son makes everything alright, Huang Liuyi said, "Okay." The way she looked at Ji Xiaoxiao seemed to be looking at a dog that didn't know its own limitations and would be overjoyed at the slightest bit of sunshine.
Ji Xiaoxiao looked at this family and was speechless. Preferring sons to daughters was one thing, but why treat daughters like they were less than human? The original owner of this body was their child, after all!
Huang Liuyi comforted the emotionally and physically wounded Su Jieke, squeezing out a little time and energy to deal with Ji Xiaoxiao. Without uttering a word, Huang Liuyi retrieved her treasured weapon from her dantian—the Bone-Breaking Soul-Devouring Whip. Ji Xiaoxiao, being blood relatives, was caught off guard by Huang Liuyi's sudden attack and was whipped mercilessly.
The whip was a precious weapon; a single, merciless lash struck Ji Xiaoxiao, whose mortal body was instantly torn open, blood gushing out and revealing glimpses of deep white bone. Ji Xiaoxiao screamed, clutching her chest with her arms, her head pressed against the white jade, her frail and pitiful body trembling violently.
Huang Liuyi didn't feel sorry for Ji Xiaoxiao, nor did she show any kindness and forgive her. Instead, she intensified her punishment, whipping Ji Xiaoxiao again and again while uttering nonsense like "unfilial" repeatedly.
Ji Xiaoxiao had considered rebelling, but after deeper reflection, she realized that the Su family's status as one of the seven great families of the Tiancang Continent was not without reason. They possessed countless cultivators at the Golden Core stage or above. And their reclusive, ancient immortals were even more plentiful.
Unable to resist, they could only grit their teeth and endure it.
After an unknown amount of time, Su Changsheng stepped forward and said, "Liu Yi, that's enough. If you keep fighting, Mary will die."
Huang Liuyi was furious and said coldly to Su Changsheng, "Su Changsheng, why do you still care about such a disrespectful and unfilial wretch? If it weren't for my son's good fortune, he would have died at the hands of that bitch Su Mali long ago."
Su Changsheng opened his mouth, then closed it tightly again. Looking at his daughter lying on the ground, seemingly lifeless, he sighed repeatedly.
Ji Xiaoxiao heard everything Su Changsheng and Huang Liuyi said. She wanted to retort, but her body couldn't take it anymore. She was panting heavily, the surrounding sounds became noisy and indistinct, and her eyes rolled back as she fainted.
The moon had set, crows cawed incessantly, the weather was gloomy, and frost covered the earth. Men indulged in sensual pleasures, and in the middle of the night, the rhythmic music of string and wind instruments drifted in, while women's soft whispers, like orchids in a secluded valley, soothed the heart.
Ji Xiaoxiao felt as if she were a lone boat adrift in a storm, amidst thunder and lightning, surging waves, rocking and swaying restlessly. She groggily awoke to find herself touching withered straw and seeing only a filthy, chaotic prison cell.
It took Ji Xiaoxiao quite a while to figure out where she was. "Damn it, the original owner definitely deceived my pure feelings. With such shameless parents, how could they not have told me sooner, leaving me completely unprepared?"
In her previous life, the original owner was not loved or trusted by her parents because of Su Jieke's nonsensical talk. Ji Xiaoxiao thought that Su Changsheng and Huang Liuyi would at most be indifferent and ignore her, but she never expected that they would take action without even asking.
With parents like these, it would be better if they were born from a stone.
Ji Xiaoxiao complained to herself for a while, but seeing that no one came to cheer her on, she listlessly examined her body. She was covered in wounds, had lost too much blood, and was weak and frail. If she didn't take good care of herself, it might damage her very foundation and affect her cultivation.
The original owner recognized the whip in Huang Liuyi's hand; it was called the Bone-Breaking Soul-Devouring Whip, an extremely rare treasure on the Tiancang Continent. Heh, for a mother to use such a treasure on her daughter—truly a unique display of love, a sight rarely seen even once in a millennium.
You hurt me and cause me pain, so why should I still love and protect you?
After running out of words to curse the Su family to a terrible death, Ji Xiaoxiao sat cross-legged and began cultivating the peerless technique, "Dao Tian." Multicolored spiritual energy surged into Ji Xiaoxiao's body, and she sifted through the sand to select gold, continuously compressing and refining her spiritual energy. Within a day, the wounds on Ji Xiaoxiao's body healed rapidly at a visible speed.
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