Zhang Ling transmigrated.
And, well, he transmigrated into the body of a purple-robed Celestial Master.
As it happened, this was a world where urban legends were coming to life.
The good news: He’d become a purple-robed Celestial Master, with formidable Daoist arts.
The bad news: The purple-robed Celestial Master had just died, and he’d transmigrated into a corpse.
Zhang Ling was stunned. Was the old Heavens really this cruel? He’d transmigrated, only to end up in a dead man’s body.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host. You have been bound to the Celestial Master’s Rise System.]
[Ding! A rules-based horror scenario is about to descend. Host, you will come back to life as one of the chosen participants in the Horror Dimension.]
[Fail the challenge, and the horror scenario will descend, bringing devastation to all living things!]
Zhang Ling: ???
Having become a purple-robed Celestial Master thanks to the System, Zhang Ling came back to life and became one of the chosen participants in the Horror Dimension.
As the System’s rewards came in, Zhang Ling grew increasingly proficient in all kinds of Daoist arts, becoming a true purple-robed Celestial Master.
His first time entering the Horror Dimension: This place is kind of interesting. I should be a little careful.
His second time entering the Horror Dimension: These horrors don’t seem like much. Let’s give them a lightning-arts electrotherapy spa.
His Nth time entering the Horror Dimension: Sorry, this Daoist priest doesn’t eat beef!
Purple robes, electrotherapy, minor lightning arts...
Hey, you over there! Don’t run away. Come over here and let this Daoist priest have a little talk with you about life!
Relying on his purple-robed cultivation, Zhang Ling found that coming back to life as a purple-robed Celestial Master wasn’t so bad after all.
In purple robes, he ordered every horror and apparition to get over here and start marching!
It feels okay, but when the protagonist is doing something, it feels aggrieved when people in his own country don't trust him and scold him.