Lin Niannian has a secret.
Every night at 11:03, she transmigrates to a world of immortal cultivation, where she becomes a useless concubine-born daughter with a leaky dantian.
By day, she's a figure painter on Earth, customizing dolls for clients, painting them, and drawing designs.
By night, she's an outer sect disciple in the cultivation world, mocked by everyone for "leaking spiritual energy faster than a sieve."
Until one day, she uses color swatches to crack an alchemy recipe, improves a magical artifact's design with 3D modeling, and uses ergonomics to heal the sect's top sword cultivator's old injury.
The entire cultivation world goes mad.
"That useless girl turned the alchemy furnace into a temperature-controlled oven?"
"She says she wants to put shock-absorbing pedals on flying swords?"
"What does she call that cold, aloof guy... socially anxious?"
Even crazier, the chief disciple, who supposedly has renounced all passion and desire, now blocks her doorway every day, his ears red as cooked shrimp.
"You still haven't taught me... that correction exercise from today."
Lin Niannian looks at the rigid, flustered man before her and falls into deep thought.
So, is she going to be a figure painter on Earth and a product manager in the cultivation world?
And maybe find time for a romance?
