As the Prince of Zhenbei, I Secure the Empire for the Empress

Han Yu was an ordinary young man in modern society, until an accident sent him transmigrating to a wondrous fantasy world. Here, martial cultivators can move mountains with their strength, while immortal cultivators soar through the skies and travel beneath the earth. When Han Yu first arrived, he eagerly hoped to get an overpowered golden finger like the protagonists in novels and rise to the pinnacle of life.

But fate seemed to be playing a joke on him. He did bind himself to a System, but it was the laziest System in history. No matter how Han Yu called out or tried to trigger quests, the System remained utterly apathetic. On the rare occasions it showed up to say something, it was just going through the motions. All Han Yu's lofty ambitions were doused in cold water, and he could only resign himself to reality.

Empress of the imperial court: Lord of the North, come to my chambers tonight to discuss an important matter.

Miao maiden: Han Yu, I need you to cure this poison for me.

Holy Maiden of the sect: Han Yu, are you going to take responsibility or not?

Han Yu: This world really does seem pretty dangerous.