Miss Cannon Fodder Wants To Escape Death Flags

After entering a male orientated cultivation novel, Ning Ning originally planned to carefully follow the planned storyline, but only to discover that there was something not quite right about this world.

Within the sect, her senior brother relies on everyone around him for his cultivation progress, her senior sister sells information of their sect elders and her peers for money, while her master was so dirt poor that it makes one’s hairs stand on their end, and drinks water gathered from 82 years ago every single day.

Outside of her sect, those buddist practitioners cultivated arduously, chanting scriptures akin to singing rap, their lips moving so quickly that sparks would fly; those sword practitioners treated their swords like their beloved wives, yet struggling to become courtesans to support their families, with their love stories deeply touching the hearts of many; those music practitioners treat temple bells as weapons, and excels in flinging their bells to strike people down.

Ning Ning : “…”

There’s no use saving this world. Just let it get destroyed. Sooner or later, this cultivation world will come to an end.