The ancient God of War Ling Yue once had the power to overturn a divine banquet with a wave of her hand. Betrayed by her personal maid, she was reduced to a shattered soul. When she opened her eyes again, she was bound to a sharp-tongued System called “007.” “Dear Host, I suggest you start by playing thirty cannon fodder roles to build up your soul power~”
From then on, the “unlucky ones” across three thousand little worlds were collectively dumbfounded:
A concubine-born daughter sent to marry in someone else’s place turns the tables, gets her legitimate sister banished to the cold palace, and tames a brutal prince into a doting yandere.
A love-struck supporting actress in the apocalypse kicks the male lead to the curb and teams up with the heroine to build a chain of “zombie safe zones.”
A cultivation good-for-nothing awakens an ancient spiritual root and pins the genius senior sister who envies her to the ground, asking, “Did you steal this cultivation technique from my family’s trash can?”
007 grumbles daily: “Host, could you stop beating the villains until they’re crying and calling for their moms? You’re practically plucking the fate lines of this world bald!”
As Ling Yue snacks on melons sent as tribute by the enemy kingdom’s crown prince, she pieces together clues about the traitor. “What’s the rush? Once I’ve saved enough soul power to return to the divine realm, I’ll even wreck that traitor’s afternoon tea.”
No mushy romance, just the thrill of cannon fodder becoming the boss. After all, when an ancient God of War takes revenge, the rule is simple: anyone who gets in the way gets launched into the sky!
