The immortal cultivation world has three ironclad rules: do not pick up men of unknown origin, do not pick up men who look too good-looking, and do not pick up men who are about to die. Xiao Jiu, a useless fox with only one tail, broke all three. She said, 'It's just an investment, return it to me with principal and interest in the future.' Later, she discovered: her pillow core was stuffed with her three hundred years of fox fur, Qingqiu had no rain for three hundred years because someone sealed a bead, and her three hundred years of scolding was taking the blame for someone else. The things picked away by others for three hundred years, the notoriety she should bear for three hundred years—this debt, she must take back herself. One by one, demanding them all.