Chu Feng transmigrated with a System so useless it could barely tie its own shoes, and from the start, he was struck by lightning and charred to a crisp.
In this otherworld, where strength rules all, this strapping young man wanted nothing more than to quietly enjoy a meal paid for by someone else.
Who knew the System wouldn’t just be useless, but would also love stirring up trouble?
He got bound to a sword-drawing technique, only for his wooden sword to have no sheath and nearly send his underwear flying.
He awakened one of the Ten Ancient Divine Physiques, only to find that its side effect was provoking both the Ice Queen Empress and the Peach Blossom Sword Immortal into laying siege to him.
Even more absurdly, the Heavenly Demon Clan, his sworn enemy from his past life, came looking for him, claiming he was the reincarnation of the Immortal Lord who had once subdued the heavens, and that he owed a mountain of romantic and blood debts!
Looking at the stunning women before him who wanted to protect him, Chu Feng silently drew his hideous wooden sword. “Um... Was I strong in my past life? Never mind. In this life, all I want is to be a tough guy who can stay alive.”
With sword in hand, he strides through the heavens; the six directions return to his rule, the eight wildernesses bow, and he roams freely beyond the heavens. He was young once, so why not be reckless?
Hands clasped behind his back, he stands among the green hills as a thousand peaks bow their heads. The clouds settle, and he smiles as he embraces the beauty at his side, carefree. Even in old age, he’ll need a wall to lean on.
Reborn? A System? The chosen one? Fine. If I can’t work in a factory in this life, I’ll go tighten bolts in another world!
