The Demon Venerable’s Hidden Kitchen

Lian had blood on her sleeve when she woke up with a mop in her hand. She had already lived twelve years as the outer servant of a great clan, cleaning halls while learning more about power training than most inner disciples ever did. Then came betrayal at the peak, a broken future, and a second chance she could not waste. Now she knew every hidden pill, every trap, and every liar who would one day call her useless. She also knew that being right too early made people step away from her. To survive this life, she had to turn cleaning, cooking, and gardening into weapons. The sleeve hidden pill was real. So was the man who smiled before he struck.