[No Romance]
Born with a constitution for bad luck, Ling Jiaojiao has always followed the low-key principle of avoiding a fight whenever possible.
Until she gets bound to something called a System.
“Hey, foolish human. This honored one orders you to stop running and hiding from now on.”
“What gibberish are you spouting? Show me what you can do with five hundred spirit stones.”
Ling Jiaojiao couldn't care less. The next moment, a storage pouch lands at her waist.
“Just five hundred? If you meet this honored one's requirements, five million will be nothing.”
“Got it! Just you wait, honored customer!” Ling Jiaojiao's disdainful expression vanishes in an instant, replaced by a sycophantic grin. A great person knows when to bend and when to stand firm. If you won't bow for five pecks of rice, that's only because they haven't offered enough.
Now that she's been paid, she can't let her God of Wealth down...
Some time later, the System trembles as it looks at the brazen, domineering woman who makes no effort to rein herself in.
Wait, wasn't the Host supposed to be extremely insecure, timid, afraid of trouble, and low-key? Who is this woman in front of me, so wildly arrogant and utterly unrestrained, practically radiating villainous energy?
And wasn't she supposed to be cursed by the Heavenly Dao? Weren't her seals hard to break and her cultivation difficult to advance? Then who is this person standing before me, the one who's beaten up all the prodigies from every sect?
It's a scam! All of it!
Ling Jiaojiao sweeps her hand out as she faces the cultivation world, which has been anything but friendly to her. Her face shows no fear of the unknown tribulations ahead, only the wild joy of someone ready to turn the world upside down.
Feel it with all your might. Tremble.
Even if she crashes until she's reduced to dust, she will never bow to this unjust fate.
Without further ado, let me first give myself a big thumbs up