[No System + occasional antics + a protagonist who gets more and more shameless]
I transmigrated into a fantasy world of immortal cultivation and divine refinement.
I'm not the Holy Land's future Saint, but the Holy Land is powerful. My master isn't a gorgeous beauty, but his hidden identity is terrifying. The System never came looking for me, but my cheat is every bit as good. And the senior sister who raised me from childhood is beautiful. That last part doesn't need any “although” or “but,” just an “and.”
The only problem is, I'm clearly a disciple of the Mystic Sect, and my master may well be the Dao Ancestor, so why do you all call me the Demon Venerable?
If they didn't reject my Gestaltist philosophy, would I have needed to recommend the Earth Explosion Star, the Angel of Comfort, Spirit Particle Annihilation, Divine Judgment, Nano Plague, the Great Flood, the Heaven-Burning Divine Weapon, and the Sword of Unity?!
