
"Ding, please save the Son of Destiny." Song Jinqiao inexplicably transmigrated, and the system tasked her with saving the Son of Destiny. What the hell? Save the Son of Destiny?
Song Jinqiao asked, "What if the Son of Destiny dies?" The system replied, "The host will be obliterated." So, transmigrating and reincarnating comes with a price.
It wasn't until Song Jinqiao discovered how incredibly strange this world was that she realized this treacherous system had dug a huge pit for her. "The Son of Destiny is dead..." "The host will also be obliterated." "..."
As shedelved deeper, Song Jinqiao found this world to be truly peculiar. Have you ever seen cities suspended in the clouds? Have you ever seen a world settled at the bottom of the sea? Have you ever seen towns where yellow sand fills the sky?
Song Jinqiao can proudly say, she has! "You treacherous system! Is this how you harm transmigrators!" After learning the truth, Song Jinqiao furiously questioned the system.
The treacherous system silently cultivated mushrooms, hid in a small corner crying loudly, and tried to contact its own Beast God, but the Beast God didn't even spare it a glance.