Primordial Chaos Dragon Tower: Harem System

She went to a room and sat in front of a mirror. Her wrinkled reflection stared back at her, showing how tired she was.

A few minutes passed, but she continued to gaze at herself.

After a while, she sighed, closed her eyes, and muttered a few words.

A few seconds later, her body began to change.

A minute later, a new person sat in front of the mirror—a stunning woman completely unlike her previous form.

She now had flowing blue hair and striking blue eyes, and the aura around her had shifted. No longer did she carry the presence of a Root Transcendent stage cultivator.

Instead, it was clear—she was a Root Ascension stage expert, sitting at the peak.

”Itʼs been so long that I even forgot my own face,” she murmured, her voice now different, reflecting the transformation.

The disguise she wore was known to only one person—Kent.

Back then, when she came to kill him at the sect, Kent saw through her deception.

He even looked deeper and realized she wasnʼt just wearing a disguise—she was wearing someone elseʼs skin. That was why he hesitated when he could have killed her.

Pill Saint Riva gazed at her reflection for a few more minutes before taking out a small painting of a woman. A single tear fell from her eyes as she looked at the familiar face.

”Mom...” Her voice was faint but heavy with emotion.

”Soon, I will kill every last one of them, even if it is the last thing I do.” Her fists clenched, dark veins surfacing on the back of her hands.

She sighed as she noticed them.

Kent told her she was poisoned, and he had been right. The wicked Poison Witch was only born to become a poison alchemist for one reason—to find a cure for the poison running through her veins.

But even after several decades, she had never succeeded in that endeavor.

This was the only obstacle standing between her and her dream of exacting vengeance on those who had killed her mother and poisoned her.

”I really hope Annabelle does nothing stupid… so I can perhaps ask for his help,” she sighed, then transformed back into her wrinkled form and walked away, once again taking on the guise of Pill Saint Riva, the Wicked Poison Witch.