[Silly, lighthearted fun; the male lead has little presence early on]
A failed promotion made her an ancestor instead. When Xiao Yao woke up, she had become the ancestor of a cultivation novel, with shattered spiritual roots and a remade body.
The good news: she had become an ancestor. The bad news: she was useless!
Her promotion had fallen through just one day before it went through. The career she'd worked so hard to build had gone up in smoke. Xiao Yao was so heartbroken she nearly stopped breathing.
She had assumed the whole immortal sect was raising her as a tool to save the world. To avoid being pushed onto the altar as its savior, Xiao Yao decided to make all her disciples and grand-disciples work harder. As long as she stayed weak enough, there was no way the world-saving job would fall to her.
But she never expected the entire sect to obey her in everything, making it their top priority to keep their ancestor happy.
The ancestor wants water? Give it to her.
The ancestor wants delicious food? Give it to her.
The ancestor wants to live like a spendthrift? Let her.
Looking at the main hall, half of which had been destroyed by heavenly lightning, the sect leader shut himself away. It had become a world where only the sect leader ever got hurt.
Xiao Yao was overwhelmed by their kindness. "You're all so nice!"
She had imagined the immortal sects' great war would destroy the heavens and earth. In reality, they took the opportunity to poach one another's disciples, held friendly student exchanges, learned from one another, and worked to help all the immortal sects flourish. Xiao Yao had a grand vision: protect humanity!
She had imagined the demon race would be arrogant and constantly antagonize humanity. In reality, they looked at their own Demon Lord, who was not only their master but also had to be forced by the Sovereign to study human romance stories and write them for the Sovereign and their master. It was a miserable existence.
The world Xiao Yao thought was going off the rails seemed to be veering in a different direction. Even the Heavenly Dao's idea of things going off the rails seemed to be veering off course!
There is no way to code words that is not crazy! There is no way to code words that is not crazy!! There is no way to code words that is not crazy!! (Flying into the sky) (Falling down without wings) (Smashing the computer over) (Suddenly excited) (No need to code) (Finding that the computer is not broken) (In embarrassment, he holds up the table and packs up the computer) (Forcing a smile)