Celeste Grant glanced over.
The newcomer was none other than her cousin, Jocelyn Grant.
She was also the protagonist of this ridiculous female-oriented cultivation novel. As the heroine, she was so kind-hearted that she had to meddle in everything. In her eyes, even Evil Cultivators who used countless children for their cultivation were innocent, had their reasons, and needed her to redeem them.
Everyone loved the heroine, and everyone fought over her. Any man with a high enough cultivation level and decent looks was just another fish in her pond.
It was a classic, old-school Mary Sue story, a fluff piece. All that mattered was how overpowered and cool she was, and how much sweet romantic tension she had with handsome men. Logic and morals were completely unimportant.
