As a mighty cultivator, Qing Ru believes the Heavenly Dao has never been fair. She had already grown so powerful that no one could match her, yet she was struck to pieces during her tribulation. Luckily, some clueless little thing came looking for her: a useless little System.
“Useless System, I'm hungry.”
“Coming, coming! What would you like to eat?”
“Useless System, I'm thirsty.”
“Coming, coming! What would you like to drink?”
The useless little System wondered what kind of Host it had found. This was no Host, but an ancestor. At least she was reliable when it came to completing missions.
The System had just finished congratulating itself in silence when it saw its Host drag the male lead into bed.
