Bind, Damn Hand, Hurry Up and Bind!

The enormous flood of information left Chu Yao's mind blank, with only one thought flashing wildly through it!

Relief!

Incredible relief!

Thank goodness I'm lazy!

All I thought about was going down the mountain to catch concerts and see cute guys!

Thank goodness I wasn't so poor I couldn't put food on the table!

Otherwise, given her financial situation as a sword cultivator (and former devil) who was penniless and knew only how to fight and kill, with no idea how to make a living, she might really have lost her head and "created" the "Harry Potter" novels N years ahead of time for spending money!

Tsk, tsk, tsk!

Chu Yao could hardly bear to imagine it. If she had spoiled the future Chosen One's story, along with every last detail of the Horcrux secret, the headmaster's plans, and Snape's tragic drama...

The Heavenly Dao of this world might have been so furious that it would have transformed into the ultimate big boss and, the next time she underwent her tribulation to ascend, used the divine lightning of the nine heavens like a Gatling gun, determined to "strike you dead, you spoiling bitch," and refused to stop until it had roasted her as black as an African suckling pig!

Just as Chu Yao's imagination was making her heart tremble, her face turning from white to green and back again like a human color palette...

[Ding-dong! The host's intense desire to survive and potential for stirring up trouble have been detected. The "Myriad Worlds Trading Group" system is now online. Would the host like to bind it?]

[Countdown: 10... 9...]

A cold, mechanical notification devoid of emotion sounded without warning in the depths of her mind.

At the same time, a translucent virtual panel emitting a cheap blue glow suddenly appeared, floating directly in front of her eyes.

Chu Yao: "!!!"

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Hey, hey, hey!

System, brother!

Could you pick a better time?!

Can't you see I'm going through the major life crisis of having my worldview reshaped and figuring out how to avoid being turned into an electrically roasted suckling pig by the Heavenly Dao?!

Is this really the time to come making trouble?!

She, Chu Yao, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's innate sword physique, a talent seen only once in ten thousand years, and the supreme devil who had dominated the cultivation world in her previous life!

Would she be in need of a system of unknown origin that looked so much like a browser game?

...All right.

She was.

Desperately!

Especially after discovering that she might have accidentally fallen into the magical world of HP, which was relatively peaceful in the early stages (?) but had Avada curses flying around at the slightest provocation later on, and that she had most likely landed on the Heavenly Dao's blacklist for "spoiling" things!

One more golden finger meant one more means of staying alive!

Besides, the name sounded like it had plenty of potential for stirring up trouble,

"Myriad Worlds Trading Group"?

Maybe she could trade for some good stuff from other planes?

"Confirm! Confirm! Hurry up and bind!"

Almost the instant the countdown reached "2," Chu Yao used her spiritual sense, with the hand speed she'd honed over two lifetimes of being single (?), to jab viciously at the biggest button on the virtual panel: [Confirm binding]!

She was terrified that if she was a second too slow, this "cooked duck" that had landed at her door would fly away.

Binding successful!

Welcome, host Chu Yao, to the Myriad Worlds Trading Group. Let your cross-plane profiteering...

Ah, no, business journey begin!

Chu Yao: "..."

Right now, she only wanted to say to the system: Shut up. Can't you see there's still a seasoned master schemer standing in front of me?!

She forcibly suppressed the jumble of thoughts brought on by the system's notifications and pulled her attention back to reality. Meeting Dumbledore's blue eyes, which sparkled with curiosity and inquiry behind his Half-moon Spectacles, she squeezed out a stiff smile that she believed was the most innocent, harmless, and fitting for her role as the "Ten Thousand Swords Sect's junior sister."

Help!

Why does this feel even more stressful than facing my furious master?!

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