Did I Ever Say I Was Strong?

Meng Changyue was born with a sword bone. She refined artifacts at three, formed her Golden Core at five, reached the Nascent Soul stage at ten, and split three peaks with a single strike at fifteen. The entire cultivation world revered her as the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords.

She cleaved through chaos, slew the Demon Venerable, and single-handedly pacified the Three Realms.

You could say Meng Changyue had never known what it felt like to be weak.

Everyone in the Sword Sect looked to her for guidance, and she could take any rare treasure from the storehouse whenever she pleased.

You could also say Meng Changyue had never known what it felt like to be poor.

Then, on the night before she ascended, she transmigrated.

She became a pauper with only two digits in her bank account.

*

In the interstellar era, the poor rely more on technology than the rich, while the rich are more fond of mutations than the poor.

To earn a living, Meng Changyue adapts to this baffling world while continuing to do her original body's job: an unremarkable secretary at the Fei Group.

Her predecessor had finally managed to secure a chance to bring coffee to the board of directors. Meng Changyue couldn't get used to high heels and nearly spilled it all over the CEO.

Just as it looked like she'd lose three months' worth of bonuses, the earth suddenly shook. The Fei Group building crumbled into dust in an instant.

A beastly creature thirty stories tall appeared outside the window, baring its claws and teeth.

The military deployed fifty laser cannons to surround it, but they couldn't even scratch its hide.

With nowhere left to turn, everyone clutched their heads and wept. Meng Changyue stood where she was and slowly flexed her five fingers.

[, Sword, come!]

With sword in hand, she swung through the air, and the beast fell at once.

Meng Changyue turned to the CEO, whose legs had gone as limp as noodles. "Could you deduct just one month's bonus?"

The CEO nearly burst into tears. "Miss Meng, you make it sound so distant. That really hurts, Miss Meng!"

*

Everyone knows that these beasts have tough hides and thick blood. Without a mecha, you can't even trim their claws.

So when the Soul-Shedding Legion stationed at the edge of the star system heard that someone who'd never even seen a mecha had been sent from the Central Star, they burst out laughing.

"Just you wait! She'll be crying and crawling back to the Central Star in three days!"

Three days later, in the middle of the battlefield, five mechas had been completely wrecked by the beasts and rendered unable to fight. The beasts pursued them relentlessly, their sharp fangs right before their eyes.

Just as the soldiers inside the cockpit gave in to despair, a flash of silver suddenly streaked across their vision

"Sword, come."

Meng Changyue lowered her hand. The beast's thick, warm blood splashed over several of them.

She looked at them, then looked again. As they trembled, she said slowly, "This one is mine."

After a moment, she added, "I can give you ten percent of the bounty."

Everyone: ...

Everyone: "You can keep it. That's very kind of you..."

The heroine is the strongest. The hero has dark skin and silver hair, so none of the other characters who appear before him are the hero.

Theme: Treat others honestly and face your own heart.