Ling Shuangyue's social anxiety is beyond saving.
Even worse, she's been kidnapped by a shady System and forced to become a Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect to boost its performance.
She nervously watched the Holy Son beneath her, his clothes half undone and his handsome brows and starry eyes captivating. He gave her a faint smile and slapped her hand away. "Cross the line, and I'll kill you."
System: "See? The task is simple. Win over these four, and I'll send you home right away."
Oh, so all she had to do was win over these four...
Who?
Ling Shuangyue looked at the figures the System had displayed: the Holy Son of Cold Pool, the Immortal Venerable of the Tianyuan Realm, the Demon Lord of the Netherworld, and the demon of the Boundless Sea. She scratched her head.
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A month later, the System received a request for a call from Ling Shuangyue.
She looked as if she hadn't slept all month, but her eyes were shining. "You said I could never go home if I didn't win them over, right? Great! I'm done!"
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The System checked the mission progress, thoroughly confused. She was done? Then what did this progress bar, filled all the way to the max, mean?
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Today, the System received four progress bars filled to the max, and soon after, it received Ling Shuangyue's request to go home.
Sure enough, she'd only said she was quitting in a fit of anger.
The System took the initiative to connect the video call, but all it saw was darkness. Then it was sent tumbling head over heels.
The Holy Son outside the frame no longer had anything to do with the word "holy." His eyes were bloodshot, making him look like a demon crawling out of hell. He knelt there, not even daring to touch the hem of Ling Shuangyue's skirt.
"If I cross the line again, you can kill me with your own hands. I only ask that you don't leave..."
Theme: The ways to survive are ever-changing
