Taking the Crazy System on the Path of Cultivation

Feng Fa was a corporate drone in her previous life and a cultivator in this one.

Compared to her two lives, there didn't seem to be much difference...

Corporate drones had to go to work and meet their KPIs; cultivators had to complete sect assignments and earn contribution points.

Corporate drones had to deal with fake-sweet coworkers, bosses who made empty promises, and a ruthless workplace culture; cultivators had to deal with a sanctimonious junior sister, a spineless master, and the law of the jungle.

Corporate drones had to take part in martial arts competitions, military drills, and annual gala performances; cultivators had to compete in sect trials, immortal sect tournaments, and chaotic secret-realm battles.

Seasoned corporate drone: "Ah, that familiar feeling! I'm back! It's all back!"

Fortunately, in this life she had a meltdown System, so at last she could fulfill her dream from her previous life: go berserk and mow down everyone and everything that made her miserable...

In a secret realm, someone pretended to be injured and lay in the path where she was gathering spirit herbs. She walked right over them without looking, and even stomped on them for good measure.

Her junior sister dumped her sect assignment on her, so after watering the spirit plants, she smeared farmyard manure all over the sect.

Her master ordered her, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, to slay a Mahayana demon beast, so she rode a little push-car and ran over her master first.

Her guiding principle was simple: if she wasn't happy, everyone around her could go down with her.

Years later, someone asked the immortal Feng Fa how she had attained the Great Way. Whipping demon beasts into plowing wasteland as she munched on candied hawthorn, she recalled the old days:

"It all started when I showed up for the entrance exam carrying a hoe..."

Theme: You till the path of your own destiny with your own hands