After My Senior Sister Read My Mind, the Plot Went Off the Rails

[No System + twists + lighthearted + cultivation + genius]

After I transmigrate into a book, I still look as plain as ever. But the talismans I make earn the Heavenly Dao’s approval, my sword cultivation grants me a legacy of the Sword Dao, and a pot of soup I boil dry turns into a pill. Am I actually an all-around cultivator?

But you’re saying I’m the protagonist?

No, no, no. Protagonists are all handsome men. They don’t look like me.

The original protagonist is the handsome Ye Chen, accompanied by a mysterious beggar who gave him The Protagonist’s Guide to Self-Cultivation. His destiny cannot be shaken.

There’s also a War God who considers himself Heaven’s chosen one and everyone beneath him an ant. His way of thinking is bizarre, and he has a peculiar skill: the crooked-mouth smirk.

On top of that, I have no idea that my senior sister has been eavesdropping on my thoughts. With her interference, the plot is gradually going off the rails.

Oh, and I have a little sister. She’s 1.2 meters tall, eight or nine years old, and weighs three or four hundred jin. She’s a body cultivator, a mighty little powerhouse. Don’t doubt it: she can kill you with one punch.