A Fake Divorce, a Real Exile: I Use My Spatial Realm to Pamper the Grand Secretary

Su Banxia, a leader with dual powers in the apocalypse, suddenly transmigrates into the abandoned wife of a marquis's household, just as the family is about to be confiscated.

Her estate has been seized? Her mother-in-law kicks her while she's down? The emperor orders the whole family executed?

Su Banxia touches the infinite pocket dimension bound to her soul, and her instinct to “shop” in the most literal sense kicks in!

Step one: Empty the marquis's estate, leaving not a single gold thread for her enemies!

Step two: Plunder her mortal foes and grow stronger overnight!

Step three: Sneak into the imperial palace and take the treasury, granaries, and armory, even making off with the solid-gold dragon throne in the Hall of Supreme Harmony!

With supplies worth tens of billions in tow, she sets off into exile, and the whole story takes a turn:

Bandits from Blackwind Stronghold try to rob her? Su Banxia's eyes light up. She turns the tables, makes a killing, and recruits the bandits as cart-pulling porters.

Exiled to a bitterly cold wasteland in the far north? Let's see: ten thousand mu of fertile black soil, spacious brick houses, and hot-air balloons dropping bombs. What kind of death-defying survival is this supposed to be?

Just as she's counting money until her hands cramp and preparing to enjoy her retirement, her crippled ex-husband, whom she casually saved with spirit spring water, suddenly rises from his wheelchair and cuts off an enemy general's head with one stroke.

Then he turns around, throws himself into her arms, and coughs furiously. “Cough, cough... Madam, there's blood. I'm so scared.”

Su Banxia rolls her eyes. What else can she do with the green-tea yandere she picked up but take him along to start a rebellion?