Transmigrating without a golden finger means danger at every turn.
My name is Chen Li. I transmigrated, but my golden finger was a thousand years late.
It took me a thousand years to go from a good-for-nothing forced by my cousin to eat rice soaked in urine to a notorious Nascent Soul monster of the Southern Domain.
When I casually wiped out the demonic sect and reclaimed the spirit treasure, these words appeared before my eyes:
[A nobody, or a legend?]
After transmigrating to the cultivation world, Chen Li was a good-for-nothing whose spiritual root had been ripped out, an ant scorned by powerful cultivators, and a stray dog unable to protect his sect.
Throughout a thousand years of arduous cultivation, he learned better than anyone that the strong prey on the weak, and strength reigns supreme.
Killing for treasures, keeping a low profile, biding his time like a hidden dragon... He is both the ruthless schemer who terrifies cultivators across the Southern Domain and the mighty cultivator who can casually annihilate an entire sect.
When he became a Nascent Soul monster who ruled the four provinces of the Southern Domain, the comeback System finally arrived, a thousand years late.
My name is Chen Li. You've surely heard my story.
In this world, as long as you aren't afraid to die, you'll become a legend.
If you have a golden finger, then just pretend I didn't say that.
Does it look good? How come I don't know?
Good looking Very good looking
Painting a tiger is not like a dog
Too good to be true
Good looking\(//∇//)\
A Nascent Soul ant pretended to take off
How to say it? A thousand years can change everything, and it is rare to write from a mission a thousand years ago.
It's too classic and not interesting.
Child, was deceived, was deceived₍₍ (̨̡ ‾᷄ᗣ‾᷅ )̧̢ ₎₎
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