The Dreambound Lord Yao had been asleep for so long that she had even forgotten who she was.
Until one day, a soft, sweet voice rang out in her mind:
"Hello, Host. I'm Xiao Qi, your quick transmigration System. Together, we'll complete..."
Yao opened her eyes and found herself a low-ranking disciple tasked with sweeping and cleaning in a cultivation world.
The protagonist group was fighting tooth and nail over an inheritance in a secret realm, while all she wanted was to find a quiet corner and go back to sleep.
Later...
During a civil war among the demon race, she was a half-demon servant with impure blood, yet the remnant soul of the Demon God bowed respectfully to her.
At the Alchemy Dao Tournament, she was the owner of a tiny pill shop in the marketplace. She casually simmered a pot of soup and somehow refined a divine-grade antidote pill.
On the edge of the battlefield between gods and demons, she was an orphan scavenging for scraps, pulling the "World-Destroying Spear," which had been stuck in a pile of scrap metal for billions of years, right out of the heap.
In the Immortal Realm's Hall of Fate, she was the lowest-ranking immortal official, tasked with recording the threads of destiny. She played a match-three game while casually straightening out the tangled fates of the world.
The protagonist group gradually realized something was off:
How could that background character who always stood at the edges casually resolve every crisis?
How could that seemingly insignificant little character make even ancient powers bow to her?
And how could the Host whom the System called "limited in ability" look more and more like the legendary...
Xiao Qi reported in a soft, sweet voice: "Master, the protagonist of this world is sneaking glances at you again."
Yao replied absentmindedly, "Don't bother me. Let me finish this candied hawthorn skewer."
All she wanted was to leisurely wander through these fascinating little worlds and, along the way, recover the fragments of her forgotten memories.
Until one day, when the divine fragments from every world were gathered, the heavens trembled...
