I, the Ancestor of Immortal Qin, Have Been Signing In at the Forbidden Palace for 300 Years!

What's the point of signing in every day? Without experiencing bloody battles, what's the use of having an amazing physique and cultivation level? Look at the protagonist's ancestor—how powerful he was without a system! And the protagonist, even with a cheat code, is still a useless piece of trash. He keeps saying he suffered because he was too high-profile before and should be more low-key.

I deleted all the negative comments.

You call this a "feel-good" story? The protagonist hiding away all day is supposed to be satisfying? You're an idiot.

The strongest divine body in all realms can't be born with innate constitution and has to rely on medicine to return to innate constitution. Isn't that a bit weak?

Another daily login novel where the protagonist only intervenes when the entire sect is wiped out. I don't want to read it; it'll make me want to throw up.

The book lacks a clear focus, treating the main character as a supporting role. So far, only about a third of the book has featured the main character; the remaining hundred-plus chapters are dedicated to the little turkey. Does the author really like eating turkey?

I came here for a thrilling story, not to see some idiots!

He was crippled and thrown into a death row by his predecessor's father, and there's even a chance to save him? I didn't want to read any further.

He was the crown prince for five years? You think he was just playing house for those five years? He couldn't even choose an emperor properly! (Lj book)

If the nephew can't be made emperor, why not make the niece? Where did the advanced thinking of a time traveler go?