Lin Wantang transmigrates.
She finds herself at the very bottom of the cultivation world, a menial disciple with a useless Five-Element Spiritual Root. Even the dogs kept by outer sect disciples eat better than she does.
The day she faints from hunger, she fishes half a spirit bamboo shoot out of a slop bucket.
The System awakens.
From then on, the Sword Venerable lines up for noodles, the Demon Venerable gets a membership card, and the Immortal Emperor begs her to open a branch.
Someone asks her, “What are you trying to do, exactly?”
She kneads the dough and replies, “Open a branch. Next stop, the Chaos Realm.”
At her feet, a snow-white tiger lazily swishes its tail.
It speaks only to her, and says just one thing:
“Wherever you are, I’ll be there.”
