Mother of Myriad Worlds: I Lead My Five Cubs in Conquering the Heavens

The moment Chu Jin opened her eyes, five children were staring at her in their rundown rental. The eldest, a seven-year-old with a cold expression, said, “We're out of formula,” while the youngest was still crawling on the floor. She had amnesia, no money in her pocket, and nothing but a glowing, door-shaped birthmark on her wrist.

At three in the morning, a door split open in the wall, and the mother and her five children were sucked into another world.

She punched a monster's head clean off, tore apart an interstellar broodmother with her bare hands, and smashed an ancient evil god with one palm. Every time, she was just trying to protect her kids and let her strength slip.

A ten-thousand-year-old Demon Venerable interviewed with her for a tutoring job. An interstellar marshal brought out proof of his assets and begged her to acknowledge him as her son. A judge from the underworld was won over by a flower from a baby, and a socially anxious Sword Venerable wrote a two-thousand-word resume begging her to take him as a disciple.

She had no idea she had once been the “Mother of All Worlds,” the creator of all things, or that her five children were the cores of order she had scattered across the worlds.

When “Nothingness” descended to devour all worlds, the gates between them opened wide.

“Mom, we're here.”