Witch Lord from the Cultivation World

Yue Li had been in seclusion for sixty years, yet her cultivation hadn't budged an inch. Her Nascent Soul was already perfected—she needed only one opportunity, one stroke of fortune. But her sect was small and poor, with truly no resources to spare. So the sect master, her martial uncle, said to her— 【Go find your opportunity! The sect will be fine with us here!】 And with that, she was hauled off and dumped outside the mountain gate. After a dizzying swirl of sensation, Yue Li opened her eyes and looked around... THIS is the opportunity I was sent to find?! A run-down dump like this?! Malnourished, sallow-faced serfs; the elderly and children in ragged clothes Crumbling mud-brick w...