What do you do when you’re transmigrated into the role of a cannon-fodder character?
Ye Lan had stayed up all night preparing a presentation for the next day. When she opened her eyes, she found herself dressed in a wedding gown and being sent to Misty Mountain as a stand-in sacrifice for a five-hundred-year-old spirit snake.
The good news: The spirit snake has sworn a vow of the Dao and cannot kill the innocent.
The bad news: She has a useless five-element spiritual root and isn’t even fit to be drained of her cultivation. She’s just taking up space for nothing.
Worse still, her legitimate older brother, Ye Wuji, is the chosen one, blessed with overwhelming luck, while her legitimate older sister is favored by the Heavenly Dao. The original owner’s fortune has already been siphoned away by someone stronger. Got it, got it: it’s just passive transport from a low concentration to a high one...
The spirit snake thinks she’s useless, the Ye family considers her dead, and the Heavenly Dao’s darling doesn’t even remember she exists.
Ye Lan brushes off her skirt and gets to her feet. “No problem. As long as I’m alive, I can earn my own luck.”
This is the story of a good-for-nothing who starts out as a sacrifice, then gradually reclaims her fortune, defies her fate, and even makes the Heavenly Dao’s darling question her whole existence along the way.
The wheel of karma always turns. Who can escape heaven’s justice?
