Transmigrate as a Nobody? With a Rusty Blade in Hand, I Slay the Heavens

A tomato-style fantasy! A good-for-nothing from the start? With a rusty blade in hand, I cleave the heavens!

“Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Never look down on a poor young man!”

A rusty blade cleaves open the Nine Heavens, and half a drop of blood awakens the myriad races.

“Luo Fan, please stop keeping a low profile! Your outrageous bragging has the entire cultivation world in tears!”

He rubs his nose. “Sorry, I just wanted to cultivate a little. I didn't expect to accidentally punch a hole in the heavens.”

[Good-for-nothing protagonist + play the pig to eat the tiger + relentless face-slapping]

How will a useless young man slap faces all the way, pick up treasures along the way, and fight his way up from a third-rate little sect to the Ninth Heaven, making his name resound across all the worlds?