Fang Jian was scavenging for trash in the apocalypse when a powerful cultivator's explosion blasted her into the world of cultivation, where she became the lowest-ranking servant disciple in a sect.
All she wanted was to keep her head down, until she took one extra look at the senior sister whose spiritual roots had been ripped out.
The sect's main-character crew pointed at Fang Jian and laughed until they nearly fell over:
"That servant? Senior Sister, you should marry her! You're perfect for each other!"
The whole place erupted in laughter, humiliating her to the utmost.
Fang Jian: "..."
Fine. She might be like that, but guess how the apocalypse big shot got blown up?
That big shot's defective System and spatial storage are being slowly absorbed by Fang Jian.
On their wedding night, in a shabby new house, Fang Jian crouched in the corner and asked quietly:
"Wifey, want revenge?"
"Yes." The senior sister was already at work, altering the protective mountain formation to trap the main-character crew inside.
"Just trapping them? How about we add some fireworks?"
A sealed space, plus a dazzling fireworks display.
Take a guess what that makes?
Back in our day, fusion reactions were used to generate electricity.
With electricity, we can cultivate farmland, build homes and villages, and make a living scavenging trash.
Fang Jian only wants to scavenge trash and live a peaceful life.
But if you come looking for trouble...
Then I'll throw a fit (and blow things up).
Farming, daily life, sweet romance.
Theme: Even in the world of cultivation, you still have to farm. Spirit rice and spirit springs make meals taste even better.
