In her previous life, Lin Xiaohe was a powerful cultivator at the Tribulation Transcendence stage, with a lightning spirit root and thunder magic that struck fear into all directions. But someone sabotaged her during her tribulation, and her soul nearly scattered.
The King of Hell owed her a life. To save her, he stuffed her into the womb of a pregnant woman on modern Earth and gave her a chance to be human again.
She was born into the world as a baby.
She lived in the modern world for twenty-six years and became an ordinary office worker. Every day she squeezed onto the subway, edited PowerPoint slides, and replied, “Okay, received.” Then, after working overtime for seventy-two hours straight, she died suddenly at her desk.
The King of Hell fell silent for a long time when he heard.
“Girl, your life has been far too miserable. I’ll give you another backdoor deal.”
This time, she got the best possible setup: the divine fetus of the God Realm’s eldest princess, a max-level lightning spirit root (sealed for now, or it wouldn’t be any fun), twenty-six years of office-worker memories, and a bonus piece of underworld beta-test technology: a Danmu System.
It could see through everyone’s true thoughts, and gave her three chances a day to send danmu that other people could see.
Her storage ring was also packed with spicy strips, instant noodles, and sugary soda, along with the dried meat her mother had made.
She was reincarnated into the first sect of the cultivation world, the Qingyun Sect. But her spirit-root test showed five spirit roots, and she was assigned to be an outer servant, the lowest rank of all.
Was this a hell-level difficulty from the start?
No. This was the beginning of a crushing advantage.
When a snobbish elder made things difficult for her, she brought out a packet of spicy strips and won him over on the spot.
When a scheming senior sister framed her, she used the Danmu System to see through her thoughts, then brought out an even more expensive spirit medicine and left her dumbfounded.
The aloof sword cultivator, her senior brother, seemed cold on the outside, but his danmu thoughts were all, “Why is she here again?”
