I transmigrated into a cultivation world and became the clan’s most talentless good-for-nothing, with the worst spiritual root of them all. Everyone declared I had no hope of ever attaining immortality and planned to send me off to watch over the spiritual fields.
No one knew I had awakened the God-Tier Homebody System. As long as I stayed in my own cave dwelling, my cultivation would grow without limit!
So I acted like an obedient, timid farmhand, while secretly advancing by leaps and bounds every day.
A hundred years later, when an ancient enemy came to destroy my clan and our family was on the brink of ruin, even the clan’s patriarch had given up and gone to meet his death. I quietly walked out of the spiritual fields, hoe in hand, and killed an Immortal Emperor with a single swing.
The entire clan was stunned. “So the guy sweeping our floors was the real powerhouse all along?!”
