The Little Third's Path to Demonic Cultivation

What could be more miserable? Everyone else transmigrates into the past, but I went in the wrong direction! Other people transmigrate and, even if they aren't nobles, can at least be good-for-nothings and still be alive. How did I end up transmigrating into a corpse? And a eunuch, at that! The worst part is, where's my memory? Who transmigrates without their memories? Couldn't I at least get a System, a golden finger, awesome gear right from the start, or some divine artifact? What, you set it up so I lose my memory every so often? You give me the position of Sect Master and even make me a live-in son-in-law? Damn, is this how I get cuckolded right from the start? If that's how you're going to play it, don't blame me for beating up cultivators as an ordinary mortal!

Mortals don't need to cultivate immortality. What they need to cultivate is the heart. I don't cultivate immortality; I cultivate demons. Even if all I have left is a broken head, I'm still a demon's head...

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