Lin Wanxing, an overworked corporate drone, stayed up all night finishing a cultivation novel, then unfortunately died suddenly and woke up as her namesake, a cannon-fodder character in the book who never survived past chapter three.
From the start, she was thrown into hell mode: trespassing in a forbidden zone and about to have her cultivation crippled and be expelled from her sect.
To stay alive, Lin Wanxing was forced to embark on a shameless path through life.
While everyone else in the sect risked their lives to cultivate, she studied ways to shift the blame in the most creative ways possible in the library pavilion.
While others got jealous and fought over love in secret realms, she sat on the sidelines enjoying the show and picking up bargains.
While everyone else fretted over the fate of all living beings, she wondered how to fleece the Demon Lord.
Using her knowledge of the plot, she made spot-on predictions and found all kinds of creative ways to court disaster, yet always managed to turn things around at the last moment and keep everyone dancing in the palm of her hand.
The righteous male lead, a beacon of justice, eyed her suspiciously. “Who are you, really?”
A powerful demonic cultivator took an interest in her. “Little liar, want to join my side?”
The Saintess, who excelled at both medicine and poison, wanted to dissect her. “The way your mind works... is very worthy of study.”
Lin Wanxing: “Thanks for asking. I’m in the cultivation world, and I just got out of a scrape by being shameless. Don’t ask. It’s all for the sect, for all living beings, and for... staying alive!”
