After his soul is transported to another world, even a nobody isn't afraid of powerful cultivators. He talks back to the mighty, and if he dies, so be it! If he can't cultivate immortality, then he'll refine his bones. If he's forced to leave home, then he'll venture into the martial world. He'll kill the wicked, and he'll kill those who do unjust things. What a grand sect: when its very survival is at stake, the big shots all run away. If you're spineless, what's the point of cultivating immortality? Watch me refine my bones through a billion layers and ascend to the immortal realm. If I'm weaker than you, I'll borrow the power of Heaven and Earth to beat you. If you try to sabotage me, I'll sabotage you first and poison you to death. Who says a nobody doesn't deserve to live? What do you mean, a System? Once I become a great expert, I'll make one for you. I do have a golden finger, but it's not big enough or thick enough.
