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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!

*I'm so worried for the archery competition, my gods. I have the last two hour training today and I'm really worried that I'll miss just like every shot. Because of examinations, Tuesday training is cancelled and I'm not even ready yet!


"Oh, that's easy. Just breathe calmly (A: Easy for you to say, when you're nearing the time of doom, but then again, this is a story about powers and elements and training, so the heck am I talking about? My argument is invalid. Anyway,) 


"Meditate about ten minutes per day and you're just, good to go, I guess. Your psychic powers will go up like crazy, trust me. Well, it works for me, at least."


"Wait, thats all? No big secret or anything?"


"What did you expect? Some life changing event? Some wholesome, weird secret? Sorry to disappoint, but that's the fastest way to increase your powers. I'll teach you how to control them after two days."


"Uhm, okay, I guess." Xuanmei replied, feeling slightly awkward.


"But first, place your hand in mine. I need to understand your level, your potential, and your learning style."


Moving her hand into Yuxuan's palms, she could feel a small sliver automatically flow out from her fingertips.


Well, it didn't feel painful at all, no. It just felt... 


As Xuanmei squirmed, Yuxuan watched the girl with a raised eyebrow.


"What the hell, does this girl have social anxiety or is she just squirmish?"


Oh, and trust me. Xuanmei wanted to say that it was both, really badly. Capitalisation on the 'really', because she did actually say it.


Of course, being an assassin literally screams 'no social life' because of constant evasion. And, well, constantly having to lie low gives you either both of those problems, or one or the other. Take your pick!


Oh wait, you can't, because you're stuck with both now. Too bad, I guess.


The whole room shook two hours after that damned phrase.


Xuanmei knew that it was safe to say, after that 'lesson', which, by all standards, is no better than a tea party with Satan himself, at least she still improved. Quite a lot, actually.


Xuanmei would rather not go into the details, of course, to spare you the annoying explanations.


(A: But of course, im not Xuanmei, so of course) Basically, though, let's say she had to try to lift herself, then try to lift both herself and Yuxuan. Then comes lifting the whole room. That's right. That's why the room shook.


It took a while, (A: Two hours, i could've practiced my shooting with that-) but she managed to get it done.


"Oh, I'd rather not." Xuanmei groaned miserably.


*If you're curious, I am a recurve archer, and oh my gods I am just so done with the thirty meter target boards and those small target faces. Two days til my impending doom. I'm not ready!


54.5 Satan's Tea Party