The moment Ao Li opened his eyes, he had become the last bookkeeper of the Western Sect. What awaited him wasn’t a golden lotus pond or the splendor of the Land of Ultimate Bliss, but:
The Eight Treasures Merit Pond, dried up to its last drop!
Black, putrid blood gushing from the cracks in Mount Sumeru!
Outside the hall, divine guards and protectors crowded together, wailing for unpaid wages, while Vajra warriors were so hungry their eyes had turned green!
The Western Sect, that legendary behemoth, was on the verge of going bankrupt and shutting down on the spot!
Just as Ao Li thought he was about to die for the sect from the start, experiencing the worst death imaginable for a prehistoric corporate drone
[Ding! The Primordial World Bank System has been activated!]
The “ding” wasn’t good news. It was a death knell!
Outstanding debtor: the Hongmeng Heavenly Dao.
Debt: 3,900 trillion trillion (compounding through immeasurable kalpas!)
Historical borrower: Saint Zhunti!
Ao Li’s vision went dark.
The national debt of trillions was only a fraction of this amount!
The creditor was the Heavenly Dao itself?!
And he, a lowly accountant from a fallen sect, had become the new “joint debtor,” bound tight to the System!
Even more outrageous were the System’s “solutions”:
Option A: Tear them apart and strip them bare? Squeeze every last drop from Mount Sumeru’s damaged spiritual veins? A drop in the ocean! The Western Sect would collapse at once, and he’d be the first to go down with it!
Option B: Audit the books! Execute a Saint?! Forcefully strip a Saint of their Dao fruit to pay off the debt? The price would be his own life and soul, burned away!
With the mess of a bankrupt sect before him, an abyss of Heavenly Dao debt behind him, and hungry celestial soldiers and generals glaring at him from every side as they demanded their wages,
Ao Li, the most miserable transmigrator in history, the Primordial World’s scapegoat, stared at the blood-red, glaring “Audit and Execute Saint” button on the System screen, and…
