As a player, Qian Xun had always lived life her own way.
She lounged with beauties in her arms, roamed the world with a sword, gave counsel on matters of state, founded a sect, and took on a few disciples for fun whenever she got bored.
That continued until the beauties grew old, her disciples came of age, her sect flourished, and no worthy opponents remained in the world.
At last, Qian Xun got tired of the game.
[Exit the game?]
[Yes]
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But not long after returning to reality, Qian Xun was kicked back into the game by a being who claimed to be a god.
Out for revenge, Qian Xun had no choice but to work hard to become the strongest in the world again so she could secretly take down this evil god.
But why...
Was she recognized by the former walking disasters, now venerable ancestors, she'd met in the past?!
On a throne made of bones, the black-haired, red-eyed Demon Lord laughed wildly: A thousand years. I've waited a thousand years for you. This time, I absolutely, absolutely won't let you go!
The only true dragon in the world stroked his golden eyes: Didn't you say my eyes were the most beautiful? Then why, when you left... didn't you take me with you?
The insectoids who had transmigrated across the stars beat their razor-sharp mouthparts. Their emotionless king gazed in Qian Xun's direction and chanted in a voice unlike any human's.
A thousand years was a long time, long enough for past deeds to become legends passed down through the ages, long enough for everyone to go a little mad during the endless wait.
And Qian Xun, who knew nothing about any of this: Lv. 0.
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To calm down her former Dao companions, former disciples, and former friends who'd all gone mad, Qian Xun had no choice but to sacrifice herself and date them.
Eventually, Qian Xun finally discovered the evil god's weakness.
She unsealed the demon realm and fell from Immortal Venerable to demon in a single day.
She'd expected to be despised by everyone, but instead...
Qian Xun: ???
Qian Xun: Why have all of you become demons?
After finally killing the evil god and making it back home, Qian Xun hadn't even had time to catch her breath.
The sky darkened, and a huge hole appeared overhead.
Worlds merged, spiritual qi revived, and the people from the game entered reality.
The ones bound to her by past entanglements shattered the void and came after her.
Qian Xun, expressionless, world-weary, and thoroughly done with everything: Whatever. Do what you want.
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Later, at a press conference,
The much more mature second daughter of the Gong Group, the richest person in the world, and the strongest cultivator under heaven, Qian Xun, wore a weary expression and clutched her aching lower back after a long, exhausting night. She gave a pained summary of the first half of her life: This garbage game is definitely cursed...
Theme: No matter when or where you are, learn to save yourself.
