Yuan Wutong, one of the five gods, died alone in a battle to destroy the gods three hundred years ago.
As a result, in the blink of an eye three hundred years later, she woke up in the body of her enemy's daughter.
From being one of the most powerful gods in Shinto, she became an inn busboy who had to wash the dishes every day.
And the world of cultivation has changed too much!
The once arrogant immortal cultivators were forced to work for mortals. On the street outside their door, from the bun shop to the lantern shop, there were all the immortal cultivators who were bound by the contract of prostitution!
Amu shivered.
The culprit who deceived people into working smiled and said nothing, watching the little fairy working hard to make a living.
The worst thing is, why did she, the god of wood, start planting trees in the barren mountains?
Okay, you cultivate immortality and I will plant trees.
As a result... She accidentally planted all the big shots from thousands of years ago.
·Unorthodox fairy tales.
Intention: The creator of history may not have a name in history, but it has always been an indispensable thing.
Reader comments
Sister, you are so good. I am really touched that Ace Priority has been struggling. Fortunately, senior Chris is with me.
I was a little confused at the beginning, why was he suddenly so nice to Ciel, and then towards Sebastian, emmmm, it felt weird.
Sister, you are so good. I am really touched that Ace Priority has been struggling. Fortunately, senior Chris is with me.
I was a little confused at the beginning, why was he suddenly so nice to Ciel, and then towards Sebastian, emmmm, it felt weird.