The Emperor System That Crashed After Three Hundred Years, From the Start

After cultivating for over three hundred years, the Celestial Emperor System crashed because of a fart? Even more baffling to Lu Tianming, the mighty Saint God of Lancang, was that this precious fart he had refined had merged with a gatekeeping divine attendant and descended to the mortal realm. To fix the System bug, Lu Tianming couldn't care less about treasure hunting. So what? His Ice-Condensing Divine Sword was holding up the Firmament of Fixed Emptiness, and a little game of Landlord could turn the entire Heavenly Court upside down. Was there anything in the Three Realms that could make Lu Tianming rack his brains?

"My second uncle's wife's eldest sister has a peerless treasure. Could it be the one the Saint God is looking for?"

"The feed for this treasure is milk tea without pearls and fried chicken rice."

"Who dares profane my treasure hunt? Behold my Spirit Finger of the Underworld..."

"Saint God, your fried chicken rice is here. The weather was bad, so we're a little late. Remember to leave us a five-star review."

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