When Pei Yingying woke up, she discovered that she had returned to the modern world.
It seemed this world had changed a lot since she left.
With luck soaring, everyone Pei Yingying laid eyes on seemed to be a child of fortune.
She had done pretty well for herself in the cultivation world, so Pei Yingying figured she could surely make something of herself in her original world.
Until, three days later, Pei Yingying was rummaging through a roadside trash can.
"I was careless. I forgot I don't have any legal identification!"
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This was Pei Ziwus three-thousandth year in the cultivation world.
Over those three thousand years, she had killed many people and saved many people. None of it mattered to her. From beginning to end, Pei Ziwus heart held only one thought: "Go home."
At last, just as her mission was about to be completed, she seized the spirit being called the System from the void and crushed it. Looking back at the three lifeless figures at her feet, she resolutely leaped into the passageway.
A little story about the sweet Yingying and her benefactor, Xie Zhen.
Yingying is not her real name! Not her real name! The little treasure Yingying made it up! It'll be explained later!
This story is written in plain, straightforward language. The female lead is a feral person with no moral limits: she respects neither the old nor the young, and will beat the ones in between to death. Readers who expect the protagonist to have strong morals should read with caution.
Xie can sound a little harsh, but you have to understand, that's not real harshness. It's love, so Yingying won't end up in jail!
Theme: You are not a weed. You are a flower.
