Yun Qiqi, an immortal supreme who spent her previous life working herself to the bone in the immortal realm, only wants to lie flat in this life.
Her dantian is crippled from the start? No problem. She awakens a Chaos Space that specializes in collecting junk. Abandoned treasures, alchemical poison residue, enemy attacks… She can turn anything into a “bargain find,” and her cultivation skyrockets.
Her sect is poor and weird? Her stingy master counts every penny, and none of her seven senior brothers seem reliable.
But when danger strikes, her master slaps an ancient Nascent Soul monster flying, while her senior brothers each reveal their true talents: the one who blows up his furnace while making pills turns out to be a poison immortal; the one who snores in his sleep is a sword god; even the janitor is an array formation grandmaster…
Yun Qiqi: “…I thought this was supposed to be a fallen sect?!”
And her spirit-pet squad is even more ridiculous:
The young silver wolf lord is insufferably smug all day. “Master, you can only pet me using immortal-realm techniques.”
The phoenix chick is a haughty little thing. “Hmph, how dare a mortal flame come near this venerable one?”
The baby black tortoise is fiercely competitive. “Master, look at me! My shell is harder! I can be a stool!”
Facing her old enemies, Yun Qiqi sighs and reluctantly pulls out the world-ending forbidden weapon she “found” just last night.
“Honestly, I really don’t want to work hard, ”
“But you insist on bringing treasures right to my door, so I’ll just graciously accept them.”
