Transmigrate Into a Book and Cultivate Immortality, Fortunes Come to Me

Su Wan transmigrates into a cultivation novel as the most miserable expendable servant in the entire story.

The original owner was beaten, scolded, and humiliated for three whole years. The moment Su Wan wakes up, the pill furnace explodes. Her senior sister unleashes a torrent of abuse, but Su Wan dusts herself off and gets to her feet. She can't help blurting out a hard truth, and the entire alchemy room falls silent.

Uncle Zhang makes an immediate decision: I'll take this girl on personally.

Su Wan nods obediently on the surface, but in her mind, she's already opened the original novel's script. Who wants to harm her, who wants to trample her, and what treasures lie hidden in each secret realm: she remembers it all better than the sect's account books. No rush. She'll settle every score, one by one.

When the sect opens the secret realm of the Mysterious Mechanism Pavilion, the prodigies from the original story crowd around Shen Qingyao, guarding the spirit artifacts and scriptures like hawks and keeping Su Wan away as if she were a thief.

Su Wan rolls her eyes. As if she wants to squeeze in with you lot.

But when the secret realm tempers her body, she unexpectedly reaches an epiphany, learns an ancient, peerless cultivation art, and opens up a second dantian out of nowhere. From then on, heavenly treasures practically fall into her hands, rare spirit beasts come over of their own accord to rub against her legs, and she picks thousand-year-old lingzhi like mushrooms.

From then on, she soars to the top. Fortuitous encounters come flying into her arms. She turns her storage bag upside down on the bed, and cultivation arts, rare materials, pills, and spirit pets pile up until the bed is full.

Su Wan smiles, her eyes curving. Getting rich quietly feels so good.