Heng Xi transmigrated into a cultivation novel as the “calamity star,” a woman whose family was slaughtered and face disfigured.
From the start, she was bound to a System that ran out of energy and crashed on the spot, leaving her with only a few golden finger abilities and five fragments of the plot.
At the broken engagement, an elder from the antagonist’s sect sneered, “Hand over the treasure, and I’ll leave your corpse intact!”
Heng Xi whipped out her golden finger skill, “I’m Outta Here,” and teleported away. Before she vanished, she couldn’t resist taunting him: “Old geezer, I’ll settle the score later!”
Everyone expected to see her soul scattered into nothingness
But a mysterious expert dispelled the blood curse between her brows with his bare hands. “What a disgrace! Who tainted your once-in-ten-thousand-years Moon Spirit Root and branded you a calamity star?”
She reached the Qi Refining stage in one night! Foundation Establishment in ten days! Her cultivation speed was faster than a shooting star!
But Heng Xi couldn’t bring herself to smile: this spirit root burned through spirit stones faster than a money shredder!
She patted her empty pockets. She was so broke!
Heng Xi slammed the table and stood up. “I’ll take care of this poverty myself!”
An alchemy manual in her left hand, a book of talismans in her right.
“Starting today, all pills and talismans are half price! Buy in bulk, and there’s plenty to go around!”
When a rival sect attacked with top-grade pills she had refined, Heng Xi held up a sound-amplifying talisman. “Hey, before you attack, want to stock up first?
Our new Thunderfire Talismans are ten percent off!”
With just five plot fragments, Heng Xi pieced the story together herself, making a tiny fortune while diligently following the main plot.
Until one day, the System that had been dormant suddenly sprang back to life. “Wait, how did the plot get so derailed?! You’re not the heroine!”
