I Might Be a Cultivator, But There's No Way I'm a Cultivator

Do you have a group chat friend who actually sends you 50 yuan and tells you to go wild? I don't. But Zhang Wei, who transmigrated to the cultivation world, does.

Zhang Wei: "Why didn't anyone tell me that getting 50 yuan from a group chat friend lets you draw a prize?"

"Thanks to the golden big shot for sending fifty Spirit Energy users. Big bro, stand up and have a smoke!"

"Thanks to M78 Legendary Lover King for fifty Jeeps. What a generous boss! May you have eighty Tairos in one litter!"

"Stop, Azu! I can't drink fifty bottles of milk..."

He was on track to become an invincible immortal, so why are the things this System draws so weird?

A master who looks at him with longing in her eyes. A G18 that can only shoot people in the legs. A transformation device. A Heart of Steel.

Zhang Wei: "Maybe I'm a cultivator, but there's no way I'm a cultivator."

The righteous and demonic sects: "Damn it! Where did this deranged, absurd freak come from?"