[Beep!] [The Wish System has been successfully bound! Hello host, I am No.005, and I am here to serve you wholeheartedly!] What was that sound? What exactly was the Wish System? Nan Yue felt only darkness and emptiness before her eyes, as if she were in another realm. She instinctively channeled her spiritual energy to investigate, only to find her dantian dim and her spiritual energy extremely weak—yes, she had just failed her ascension trial; a powerful bolt of lightning struck her, destroying hundreds of years of cultivation and nearly shattering her primordial spirit.
Logically, she should have perished—so who saved her? [Please wake up immediately and complete the performance successfully!] A voice devoid of any emotion rang out again; suddenly, a beam of light pierced Nan Yue’s forehead, and a memory not hers began to unfold in her mind—a dark and sorrowful one.
“What should I do? She’s not going to die, is she?” “How could that happen! I just pushed her a couple of times!” “Next turn will be mine—don’t worry, just say she fell on her own.” “Then leave quickly; don’t let anyone see you!” Soon the door opened and closed again, and the footsteps gradually faded away.
The girl sitting on the bathroom floor slowly opened her eyes. Her usually lifeless black pupils suddenly flashed with a light, which gradually transformed into a misty veil shimmering with ripples.
Nan Yue shifted slightly, adjusting to her new body, before suddenly showing a look of surprise.
This body actually possesses innate cultivation abilities, specifically at the second level of Qi refinement.
This is the system’s compensation for the host: by completing numerous tasks and fulfilling their original self’s wishes, they can unlock the mall! Upon receiving this memory, Nan Yue realized that this body was also hers—namely Nan Yue’s own. Due to prolonged bullying and her parents’ preference for her younger brother, she had completely lost the will to live after experiencing a certain event.
That incident seemed to involve confessing her love to an extraordinary man, only to be misinterpreted as implying she was pursuing him? [What was her true aspiration?] “To break into the entertainment industry, achieve unparalleled fame, and stand shoulder-to-shoulder with a male idol!” Nan Yue couldn’t help but chuckle before pressing on with her question.
[What does the mall offer?] [Elixir herbs, talismans, and magical artifacts can only be obtained by exchanging Spirit Stones earned through completed quests!] [It seems everyone gets what they need.] Her original form sought to harness her power to fulfill its desires, while she required this wish system—providing essential elixirs for continuing cultivation in this world.
Nan Yue supported herself against the wall and slowly stood up, then approached the mirror to examine her appearance.
The young girl in the mirror was about seventeen or eighteen years old, bearing a striking resemblance to her original appearance—with delicate features, an aloof demeanor, and innate beauty.
Dressed in a rather cheap and shoddy retro court dress, with a bold makeup that was completely out of place for her age, she looked like a medieval ghostly figure.
“[Host, how did you know the term ‘medieval’?” Hearing the child’s voice carry a hint of curiosity, Nan Yue smiled lightly. “[…]’ Nan Yue! What are you doing here? Next up should be you! ‘Hearing the staff member’s impatient urging, Nan Yue didn’t turn around and simply replied,’ It’ll be ready shortly!’ At her melodious voice, the staff members were taken aback; only after confirming it was indeed Nan Yue did they set aside their doubts, and their tone softened slightly: ‘You have three minutes to prepare backstage.’ Nan Yue responded quietly, ‘Thank you!’ Fortunately, she had been heading to the restroom for touch-ups, and her makeup bag contained several basic cosmetics.”
Nan Yue swiftly removed her makeup and reapplied it with great speed; three minutes later, she arrived promptly backstage to prepare.
The staff responsible for announcing the performance times and stage directions hadn’t paid close attention to her. When they finally looked at her after finishing their announcements, they were stunned: “You’re Nan Yue!?” Just then, the previous performer stepped off the stage and walked along the corridor; from a distance, she had already sensed something was amiss about Nan Yue’s attire, and upon seeing her face, she looked utterly terrified—as if she’d encountered a ghost.
Nan Yue Rou Sheng thanked the staff and, as she passed by the girl, whispered, “Be careful of any potential blood-related incidents.”