In her previous life, Ye Wan Wan died at the hands of the very people who should have protected her: her master and her six senior brothers. Seven swords pierced her heart, and her body was left in pieces.
Because the master loved only the little junior sister, and the senior brothers cherished only her, whenever that junior sister suffered a loss, Ye Wan Wan paid the price in her place. When the junior sister lost her golden core, they cut Ye Wan Wan open and dug hers out to replace it. When the junior sister felt wronged, Ye Wan Wan was the one who bore the blame.
Reborn, Ye Wan Wan opened her eyes to find that nothing had changed. The faces were the same, the roles unchanged. Very well. This sect was no longer worth her loyalty.
Standing at the edge of Black Ice Cliff, she chose her own dignity over their accusations. Without the slightest hesitation, she jumped, preferring death to confessing to a crime she had never committed.