[A Relaxed Slice-of-Life Story] Su Tao opened her eyes to find herself lying on a pile of straw in a broken-down temple. She stank so badly she could knock flies dead, and three rats beside her were eyeing her chipped bowl.
The “The Sky Is Falling” System came online at just the right moment: [Task One: Beg for a bowl of spoiled rice. Reward: Cleansing Spell, trial version.]
Su Tao: “??? In my last life, I was a workaholic who lived to hustle. I worked myself to death and never begged for food!”
Then she flung down her broken bowl and performed “The Lone Warrior” on the street, drawing a crowd of kids who tossed her coins.
Then came the ridiculous part. The System issued an absurd task: [Shout to the number-one sword master in the cultivation world, in front of everyone: “Your sword skills are pretty bad, bro!”]
Su Tao steeled herself and did it. The sword master froze for three seconds, then sheathed his sword. “In five hundred years, you're the first person who's dared to say that.”
From then on, the cultivation world took a bizarre turn:
The grandmaster alchemist chased after her, asking, “Should we add some emojis to this pill recipe to make it more eye-catching?”
The cold-faced immortal lord spent all day studying “how to gain a million followers with a lofty persona.”
The Demon Lord became obsessed with live streaming: “Chat, how many rockets do I need to send to attack the immortal sect?”
With both the righteous and demonic factions becoming her fan clubs, Su Tao stared at the mountain of spirit stones in her account and fell into deep thought. So, had she united the cultivation world by making a spectacle of herself?
