My name is Lu Changsheng, and I am a thirty-year-old otaku uncle who accidentally traveled to a world of cultivation and was bound to a system with a strong chuuniu flavor. This world is divided into nine immortal realms, and cultivators judge their strength based on their realm. However, I, a "waste", have a hidden strength ceiling attribute, and I never follow common sense when fighting monsters and upgrading. I also have a hidden portable space, which is a world of its own with rich spiritual energy, suitable for farming, refining elixirs, and raising spiritual beasts. On the surface, I am low-key and sultry, but in fact, I am thick-skinned enough to withstand lightning strikes. Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger has become my daily routine. In the world of cultivation, the jungle prevails, but I rely on the system's golden fingers and my incredible skills to pretend to be a rookie while silently killing the big guys one by one. This world seems to be ethereal and ethereal, but it actually hides ancient conspiracies. I didn't want to fight, but when I found out that I was the "destined person" forgotten by fate, it would be embarrassing - I can withstand this day.
