[No Romance + Sickly Buff + Lots of Plot Threads, but They'll Be Resolved + Later Shifts Toward Quick Transmigration]
He Qingli can't understand why simply taking a nap has turned her calm, uneventful life upside down. All she wanted was revenge, yet she keeps piling on more debts.
The creator of the world treats her as someone special.
The children she raised with her own hands revere her as a god.
Cultivators from another world fall for her.
Even that mysterious presence listens to her calls.
He Qingli is so unlucky that it seems impossible to be any unluckier. She has been extremely frail since birth and nearly died young at eighteen. Yet for some reason, the creator of the world treats her as someone special.
Is that a good thing or a bad thing?
He Qingli doesn't know. At first, all she wanted was for her family to reunite and live in harmony. Later, she discovered that her origins were shrouded in a vast fog. She kept walking farther down this road, but could never see its end.
(Believe me, this is a sweet story.
If this book is making you unhappy, just drop it. Tomato has so many great books, and this isn't the only one.
The author is just an ordinary little girl, and she's not very bright.)
