My name is Lu Changsheng. I'm a thirty-year-old homebody and uncle who transmigrated by accident to a cultivation world and bound himself to an outrageously chuuni System. This world is divided into nine immortal realms, and cultivators are ranked by their realms of cultivation. But this so-called "good-for-nothing" secretly has the attributes of an unrivaled powerhouse, and levels up by slaying monsters in ways that defy all convention. I also have a hidden portable space of my own, a world unto itself with abundant spiritual energy, perfect for farming, making pills, and raising spirit beasts. I seem quiet and reserved, but in truth I have skin thick enough to withstand a lightning strike. Playing the pig to eat the tiger has become my daily routine. The cultivation world is ruled by the law of the jungle, but thanks to my System's golden finger and my heaven-defying abilities, I pretend to be a weakling while quietly taking down one big shot after another. This world may seem ethereal and immortal, but ancient conspiracies lurk beneath the surface. I never wanted to fight for anything, but when I discover that I'm the "chosen one" fate forgot, well, I guess there's no helping it: I can hold up the sky.
