After transmigrating into the body of an immortal sect's menial servant, Shen Huaizhao cultivated for four hundred years and finally became a core Nascent Soul cultivator.
Clear-headed and disciplined, with no interest in romance, her life's only wish was to earn enough sect merit to exchange for a remote peak where she could retire in peace.
A power struggle within the sect led to an order dispatching her to a desolate mortal realm overrun by demons.
Just before she left, the golden finger that was four hundred years late finally arrived:
[Ding! Host detected farming at the foot of the mountain. The God-Tier Livestock Farming System has been activated!]
[Current capacity only supports male breeding animals. The higher an animal's affection for you, the richer the rewards it gives in return!]
Shen Huaizhao: "?"
She's a dignified Nascent Soul cultivator, and they're asking her to raise pigs in the mortal realm?
Fine. She's already here.
She came across a ferocious wolf with its meridians completely severed. The System prompted: [A dying gray wolf detected. Hurry and stroke its fur!]
Shen Huaizhao casually rescued it, fed it soup, and rubbed its belly every day.
The wolf's affection maxed out, and it transformed into the young lord of the demon world's God of War. Eyes red, he pinned her in a corner. "A-Zhao, don't look at other demons. Look at me."
While clearing out the black market, she plucked a wild fox. The System prompted: [A scruffy red fox detected. Hurry and compliment its fur!]
Shen Huaizhao carefully groomed it and gently applied medicine.
The proud nine-tailed fox transformed into a breathtakingly handsome young nobleman, his nine tails winding around her ankles. "Fairy, isn't it my turn to serve you tonight?"
Shen Huaizhao cared only about her farming points and supernatural rewards, but the "livestock" in her backyard kept multiplying and becoming more ferocious.
Until the sect's enforcement hall arrived, murderous and ready to arrest Shen Huaizhao for "colluding with the demon race."
When they pushed open the courtyard gate, her usually ethereal and dignified master suffered a crisis of faith on the spot:
"You wretch! How did you manage to collect all the demon world's great lords?"