Modern young man Jiang Lin transmigrates into the world of The Lost Tomb and is forced to bind himself to the “Ordinary Life Survival System.”
Armed with a Black Qilin Overlord Spear, he pretends to be clueless, loudly insisting, “I’m just a secondhand goods dealer.” But the System keeps pulling bizarre stunts: after he saves Qi Tiezui, people take him for a divination genius; when he breaks a mechanism, they think he’s a member of the Zhang family; even humming a pop song gets mistaken for singing an ancient battle hymn. The Nine Gates watch him like hawks: the Buddha falls asleep clutching a bloodstained corner of his clothes, Er Yuehong puts the pot he used to cook instant noodles on the ancestral altar, and Huo Xiangu weaves his spear tassel into her dowry.
When their affection scores surpass the critical threshold, the System tears away its mask of benevolence: [Please eliminate the Nine Gates or become the new “Ultimate.”] Only then does Jiang Lin realize that his transmigration is actually part of the Wang family’s thousand-year-old “Godslaying Gambit,” and that in the Republican-era mist his spear tip has pierced, the eyes of the Queen Mother of the West, gazing across a hundred lifetimes from beyond the Bronze Gate, were already watching...
[Warning: Characters may be out of character. This is a wild fanfic rewrite, and most of the plot won’t match the original. It’s a bit of a mess, so come and go as you please. The main idea is that everyone gets along and has a good time.]
