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Xue Xuanmei, the weak third young miss of the Snow clan who lacked cultivation, was lazy, naïve, narrow-minded and selfish, suddenly got murdered. As a girl, which, by many's standards, should be gentle, she was laughed at because of her masculine attitude despite her gentle looks. Nobody really cared about her death until she was suddenly revived because of a supposed miracle, and her single foot which was in the grave, was freed.

Only problem was, she wasn't unruly and dumb like before. 

Magic? No problem!

Magical beasts? The most powerful are merely mounts for her!

Dual cultivation arts? She can do it herself, no teacher needed!

In this world where each person's magic was unique and people with dual cultivation can also be counted as geniuses, Xue Xuanmei will survive, and live to be the strongest.

Sharing the same name, an assassin from the 21st century transmigrated into the world of wuxia and took her place, not knowing that her transmigration then, would effect her whole era.

Xuanmei went on to create an Earth shattering organization that defied heaven's will, and this, is her story.

Masculine Third Miss Strikes Back!

Ming sighed, pushing the ball away with his paw, like it was annoying, in which case, to Ming, it was.


Xuanmei looked at the ball of wool incredulously, hesitating before picking it up.


Ming quietened down, cursing the sheep deep inside.


[Why you... Xuanmei how could you? I thought we were meant to beeeee!]


While the cat was too busy throwing his own pity party, Xuanmei examined the wool on the sheep's back.


"Hey, you think this can be a great scarf during the winter?"


The sheep felt cold sweat dripping down his body as it shivered. His precious wool? No thank you!


Seeing that the thing couldn't talk directly to her, Xuanmei smiled. It's name would then be horrible, if it was decided by her.


Alas, Xuanmei thought of a perfect name for it.


"Okay, little white, can you actually talk?"


The tiny sheep shook it's head frantically.


Xuanmei touched the sheep's wool, closing her eyes and sending it to the Pagoda, along with the Plywood.


"No time to play with the little thing?"


Xuanmei wordlessly nodded, "Now, where is this Harias Academy?"


"Way over north. You think you should set up camp around here first?"


While the cat pondered over the meaning of 'Nah,' it glanced confusedly at Xuanmei and followed her through the trees, and once an hour had passed and she was a ways away from the destructed area, she found a small cave she could reside in for now.


It was now six in the morning. (A: A.k.a. Death hour. Thanks for dragging me into the h-e- double toothpicks hole named school at literally the worst hour ever. My teachers never seemed more like King Yama since this, last, next and, like, every Monday ever.) 


"You should be able to see elements right about now if you get into a meditative state, so the cultivation you've done will be able to, with the energy in the air, hurriedly fill up your spiritual power til it's at the peak beginner level. (A-nnoying: I literally had to go back to the seventh chapter to check. Oh, and uh, sorry for the rant just now...)


Xuanmei sat in the lotus position and started cultivating, feeling something entering her pores, a positive red coloured energy engulfing her. Her face was one of pleasant surprise, looking extremely pleasant to the eye and totally different to her usual bored look.


Unfortunately, her excitement was cut short as someone stumbled into the cave.


ok thankiews bai (A: Ugh. It's midnight i'm so sorry I have problems computing my brain right now, and I got distracted by my Google keyboard on my Android phone and I was looking at the functions to, like, sooo late in the night. Why. Why, me?)


34.5 Idiocy Is Contagious