Sorry, I Can't Play Unless You Lose Some Brain Cells

Also known as: In the Acacia Sect, the System Wrote Me a Tragic Life Story

Li Tama transmigrated to the cultivation world five years ago. At the third level of Qi Refining, he has completely decided to lie flat. His daily routine is watering the spirit fields and then going to sleep. A System? No thanks. Fortuitous encounters? Not interested. Getting stronger? Too exhausting. Until one day, Liu Ruyan, the Acacia Sect's leader, used a heavenly divination art to peer into his fate. The System immediately scripted a tragic life for him as the protagonist of a tale spanning countless worlds. Blood rain fell from the heavens at his birth. As a child, his Supreme Bone was ripped out. He fought through a collapsing world to save the woman he loved... Liu Ruyan finished reading and, despite being a mighty Tribulation Transcendence cultivator, wept like a baby. She brought the sect's supreme technique, the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art, and the sect leader's token to his door. "Tama, you've suffered so much all these years. From today on, you are my one and only disciple."

Li Tama: ? I sleep all day. How have I suffered?

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.