Guys, help! I've transmigrated into Shrouding the Heavens, that deadly novel full of immortals fighting each other! I didn't become a Saint or an Emperor. I freaking became that vicious, shameless divine beast, the Black Emperor! And I'm still a puppy!
To make matters worse, there's a [Strongest of All Heavens Character System] yapping in my head: fail a mission, and I'll be steamed, braised, or charcoal-grilled!
The mission? Turn a little puppy like me into a mastermind! Raise three human emperors! Hold out against the Dark Turmoil! That's harder than convincing Ye Fan to stop cultivating!
To avoid ending up in a dog-meat hot pot, I have no choice but to grit my teeth and get to work! Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin? Heavenly Emperor Ye, Ye Fan? I have to stick close to that powerful ally! Lying, cheating, and swindling? That's strategic resource management! Bragging and pretending to be a big shot? The System's KPIs have to be met!
And so, the Shrouding the Heavens World goes completely off the rails. In my puppy's body, I cower with my tail trembling, yet put on an old-man voice for Ye Fan: Kid, follow me and you'll become an emperor! Then I spot a demon wolf charging at us, puff up, and bark: Human pet! Protect me! I'll spare your life!
Ye Fan: This dog... knows a lot, but something about him feels off. Duan De: Boundless Heavenly Venerable, damn it! Black Emperor, you stole my treasure again! Ruthless Great Emperor: (casts an amused glance)...
See how the most cowardly Black Emperor in history relies on his keen nose, thick skin, half-baked formations, and a ridiculous System to survive under the noses of Shrouding the Heavens' big shots, trick (scratch that) raise emperors, and, while he's at it... do his best not to get cooked!
