Qi Miao atravessou para outro mundo. Desde então, o universo interestelar perdeu uma engenheira-chefe de destaque, enquanto o mundo do cultivo ganhou uma refinadora de artefatos um tanto excêntrica. D
“Junior Sister Qi, yesterday we finished assessing the damage done to the Vermilion Bird Treasury. Here is the bill—please have a look.”
With trembling hands, Qi Miao accepted the thick stack of papers from the woman in violet.
The elegant handwriting listed every item stored in the Vermilion Bird Treasury, noting in detail the owner, value, and current degree of damage for each treasure.
The Soul-Summoning Mirror, the Yin-Yang Seven Treasures Hairpin...
Qi Miao didn’t recognize any of them, but that hardly mattered.
The point was that every single item was staggeringly expensive.
She drew a deep breath and turned straight to the last page. A long string of numbers leaped out at her like a blow.
She counted, digit by digit—ones, tens, hundreds... a billion, ten billion...
By the time she reached the final figure, her vision swam and darkness closed in on her eyes. This number was not only the total value of all the insulated flasks in the Vermilion Bird Treasury—it was also the sum she now owed.
Because she had destroyed every one of these treasures.
And all of it began two days ago.
Qi Miao had been the premier mechanical engineer of the interstellar age. Two days earlier, she was testing a new flight craft when she was caught in a spatial storm; when she awoke from unconsciousness, she had already crossed over into the world of cultivation.
With the craft’s energy depleted, she crash-landed—by some cruel twist of fate—straight into Cangwu Sect, and in the process, inadvertently demolished one of t