> I transmigrated as the weakest treasure-hunting rat in the primordial world, and I was supposed to be swallowed whole by some great demon.
> But when Lord Tongtian took on disciples at the Treasure-Splitting Cliff and all the treasures rang in unison, I happened to sneeze.
> The Master excitedly picked me up: “This creature actually made all the treasures resonate! It shall be the first disciple of my Jie Sect!”
> Looking at the fearsome warriors below, like the Three Xiao Sisters and Zhao Gongming, I hid in the Master’s sleeve and played dead.
> Then the Investiture of the Gods calamity approached, and I was forced to get to work. “Listen up! Starting today, the Jie Sect is adopting a 996 work schedule as a blessing system!”
> “Senior Brother Duobao, why has the sword energy of the Zhuxian Sword you chewed on gotten so much stronger?” “Oh, I added a little modern chemical formula while I was grinding my teeth.”
> “Senior Brother, why is Senior Sister Guiling’s tortoiseshell covered in ads?” “Those are defensive runes! The latest primordial-world nanotechnology!”
> When the Heavenly Lord of the Origin led the Twelve Golden Immortals to attack, I pulled out a megaphone and played Good Luck Is Here on repeat.
> When Lord Tongtian discovered that not a single Jie Sect disciple was on the Investiture of the Gods, I was using the Chaos Bell to make hot pot for the whole sect. “Don’t rush. Let’s start with a slice of qilin meat. Defying fate? Piece of cake!”
What the hell is written
Too many repetitions in the text