Betrayed by Her Sect, She Was the Treasure All Along

After I was born, my parents stopped believing that dragons breed dragons and phoenixes breed phoenixes.

Otherwise, how could they have produced me—a spineless little turtle who did nothing but bow and scrape?

Two invincible prodigies talked it over one whole night and concluded:

"Better to train yourself than to train the kid."

And so I ended up with a father who could break every technique in the world with one sword,

and a mother overflowing with martial power and utterly void of morals, the Poison Physician.