She is the only Demon Venerable in the demon realm. After sleeping for ten thousand years, she wakes up and spends a thousand years enjoying her carefree life outside. One day, as she sleeps under a tree, she's woken by someone claiming to be her personal System. It says it will take her on a trip through the three thousand worlds. The Demon Venerable listens to the System prattle on.
"All right, enough. Just bind with me."
The System, just about to speak, immediately turns to stare at her.
"Say one more word and you can forget about binding with me." The System hastily shuts its freshly opened mouth.
She'd only been sitting there, bored and lost in thought, when along came something that could entertain her. Why not accept? But the damn System never told her it was a spendthrift System. So she takes it along, or rather, it takes the Demon Venerable along, and she starts squandering money.
This building looks pretty nice. The Demon Venerable regrets saying it the moment the words leave her mouth.
"Host, please purchase a building within the next hour." It really is a spendthrift System. But if it's going to make her spend money, why does she also have to save those men who have gone dark? "Baby, I want a hug." Get away from me!
"You won't leave me, right?" Wrong, I will.
"Don't even think about running away, or I'll lock you up." You think I'll stay just because you tell me not to run? That'd make me look so pathetic... This is a story where the male lead is only a little strong in front of other people, but a complete wimp in front of the heroine. If that's not your thing, please move along. Thanks.
