Cultivation, But with Chinese Civilization Built In

Xia Tanzhu never imagined that, while living an ordinary life as an Earthling, she'd suddenly die in an accident.

She figured that since she was dead, she might as well make the best of it. Then, while dead, she somehow transmigrated to a cultivation world. That was even more unexpected.

Bad news: You're not from around here, and your natural talent is atrocious.

Good news: You didn't come alone. You brought a few local specialties from home.

The treasures accumulated over five thousand years of Chinese civilization greeted her: "Hello there."

Other cultivators with cheat powers had a System or a pocket dimension.

She went one better and brought an entire civilization with her.

When she reached Foundation Establishment, the countless Chinese treasures became the Great Dao and flowed into her.

Xia Tanzhu understood: she'd got herself a cheat.

The Chinese Treasure Museum was full of wonders, and Xia Tanzhu rubbed her hands together eagerly.

Just as she was about to touch a priceless Ru ware porcelain piece, the next moment

Xia Tanzhu discovered that she'd become a porcelain blank.

Xia Tanzhu: ???

After enduring the ordeal of being fired again and again, Xia Tanzhu, now a piece of porcelain, had made peace with life and death. At last, she heard the voice announcing her rewards.

Congratulations! You've obtained a technique that makes you immune to fire and lets your body withstand blades. Here's a bonus minor realm advancement, dear~

Xia Tanzhu: !!!

Maybe this isn't so bad after all.

Her evil claws reached for an ancient copper coin. Xia Tanzhu thought she was about to become a coin and endure the hardships of being minted.

But when she opened her eyes, she found herself a traveling merchant with just a basket to start from, relying on her silver tongue to sell her wares.

After traveling far and wide, Xia Tanzhu had multiplied her capital more than a hundredfold. She wiped the dirt from her face, ready to claim her reward.

Congratulations! You've obtained the Golden Eyes of Insight, which let you see the true value of things. You also get a minor realm advancement. Congratulations on leveling up! Keep up the good work~

Xia Tanzhu: Wow!

I think I can do this again.

Years later, Xia Tanzhu finally attained the Great Dao. Looking at her meager talent, she gazed at the locals, who stared at her as if she were a miracle.

Thank you, motherland, for giving me strength.

Blurb for a forthcoming novel below

Jiang Xingbai recently took on a contract job. The client promised to submit a request to make him a permanent employee if he did an outstanding job.

His task was to help run a prayer company that had been granting people's wishes all along.

"Confucius, I want to pass my exams. Please, I beg you, give me a hand."

"Oh, my dear Maneki-neko, help me get rich! I want to make a fortune while lying down."

Ding! Your wish order has been received. Please check back soon~

You want to pass? All right, we'll get you there.

Oh, this one's for the Maneki-neko? Getting rich is easy!

Jiang Xingbai was brimming with confidence. To get hired permanently, he

Made Wishful Thinking No. 1 share a dorm room with a roommate who studied until two in the morning and got up at six to memorize his books.

Not long after, Jiang Xingbai happily finished the job with a perfect set of grades for the entire dorm.

That night, the devout believer hurriedly took back the two apples he'd left beneath Confucius's statue.

Jiang Xingbai: "?"

Believer No. 2 received a gift from their cat every day: a pancake with the words "make a fortune" written on it.

The believer: "..."

Later, a senior asked Jiang Xingbai how he managed to fulfill so many prayers so efficiently.

Times had changed. He'd long since become a Chinese deity, with a track record nobody could match.

Jiang Xingbai gave a light cough. "I care for all living beings. Every believer is my child."

The senior: "Put it in plain words..."

"Honestly, I can't help it. His kid made a wish that his grandpa wouldn't make him do fifty practice papers over the holidays."

So Jiang Xingbai had to visit the father in a dream and make the old grandfather, who was nearly in his grave, do the difficult task instead.

Jiang Xingbai apologized, the corners of his mouth turning up. "I had no choice. I was forced into it, too."

Who could blame him? Watching someone else do math problems was really satisfying.

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