Yuan Chu was the laziest immortal in the Celestial Palace, though it wasn’t intentional.
Yuan Chu’s true form was a peach tree in the Celestial Palace’s Hall of Marriage. By a twist of fate, she absorbed the primordial energy of heaven and earth and transformed into an immortal. But unlike the other immortals, her transformation had happened for no apparent reason, and there was nothing special about her.
There wasn’t a single immortal in the heavens who could get away without working, so the Heavenly Emperor waved a hand and sent Yuan Chu down to the mortal realm to find out what had caused her transformation.
That was when things got interesting. The romantic entanglements in every minor world were thrown into varying degrees of chaos.
The haughty heiress said, “You don’t actually think I’ll keep chasing after you, do you? Hah. If you won’t marry into my family, you’re the one who’ll lose out.”
The cheerful, strong-willed poor girl said, “You have a fiancée, and you still came after me? What kind of scumbag are you?”
The housewife who had suffered years of domestic abuse said, “I’ve found a job. Let’s get divorced. The child is coming with me.”
After Yuan Chu returned to her post, she discovered that the Matchmaker, dressed in red, was watching her with a knowing smile.
