The Primordial World: I Was Refined into a Treasure

I accidentally transmigrated to the Primordial World, and from the start I was dragged into a scheme in the great struggle between Buddhism and Daoism. What should I do?

Luckily, I got a trash-talking System. The harsher the insults, the stronger I get.

"Look in the mirror more often. You'll understand the reasons behind a lot of things."

"Don't think getting a tan can hide the fact that you're an idiot."

"Your parents could've gone for a walk during those ten minutes, and it would've been a much better use of their time!"

"You must be a descendant of Archimedes. All you do is argue."

Tathagata: "Meow meow meow? Who's Archimedes?"

Liu Jing: "Prostate, take a seat. It's not your turn to get inflamed yet!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.