(Cringeworthy old work, don't read!)
Guan Yaoyao died from working overtime and transmigrated to a cultivation world, becoming a rogue cultivator living in Well Lane, Bluestone Street, Haotian City.
Three dilapidated houses, a dozen spirit stones, and a scrawny little yellow dog made up all her worldly possessions.
She figured that since she'd died from working 24/7 as a corporate drone in her previous life, she should at least get a freelance job in this one.
Old Wang on the left read people's bones and fortunes. Auntie Li on the right grew spirit crops for a cultivation clan. Brother Zhao across the street formed teams to hunt vicious beasts in the mountains. The two sisters in the next lane worked as greeters at the Treasure Pavilion...
It seemed all the available jobs were taken. Besides, she was only at the third level of Qi Refining and had no capital to speak of.
Three days later, Guan Yaoyao arrived in the mortal district of Haotian City.
She set up a stall and started selling jianbing.
She'd made up her mind: use her superior skills to make money off the mortals!
Song Lingzhi was a Mahayana ancestor of the ninth-level Holy Temple. He hadn't shown himself in public for five hundred years. This time, he had come to Haotian City, in the wilderness, to protect a friend who was undergoing mortal tribulation before ascending.
One day, he heard that a cultivator had set up a street stall in the city, selling some kind of "□□ pancakes." The city's wealthy families were clamoring to buy them, and everyone was talking about them.
He hadn't paid it any mind, but his friend, who was undergoing mortal tribulation, had a taste and became hooked.
He went to line up for pancakes first thing every morning.
He even made a scene, insisting he wanted to marry the woman and make her his principal wife!
Song Lingzhi was at his wit's end.
His friend's Dao companion was Hua Mantian, the Palace Master of the Heavenly Dao Palace. If something hadn't happened on the outer battlefield and kept her from leaving, Song Lingzhi wouldn't have had to escort his friend through mortal tribulation.
Hua Mantian was a notorious jealous woman. What would happen if she found out?
Could this be the work of his friend's enemies, seeking revenge?
Song Lingzhi's heart tightened, and he began secretly keeping an eye on Guan Yaoyao.
"Huh? I've been watching her for thirty days straight, and she goes to bed as soon as she lies down every night. She doesn't even talk in her sleep?"
"No, I'll have to force her to show her true colors!"
Since he was undergoing mortal tribulation, he couldn't interfere too much.
So from then on, whenever Guan Yaoyao set up her stall, Song Lingzhi bought out everything she had.
Every time, without fail.
Song Lingzhi: Let's see if the person behind you still refuses to show their face.
Guan Yaoyao was overjoyed: What a wonderful deal!
Theme: Fate is truly mysterious
