He transmigrated into the world of immortal cultivation with the most useless Five-Element Spiritual Root. Was his path to immortality doomed from the start?
It was as if the heavens had played a cruel joke on Gu Mingxu.
Most laughable of all, when he was seventeen, his fiancée joined the Yunlan Sect, then promptly called off their engagement and pushed him into the position of Grand Commander of the Dao Suppression Office, sending him to his death!
In a world of immortal cultivation and the Dao, could an ordinary mortal really suppress the Dao?
Was there any chance he’d survive?
Luckily, the System awakened: punish evil and uphold justice to grow stronger.
Years later, the Dao Suppression Office held sway over the world, and the immortal sects all sent him fairies in hopes of protecting themselves.
Gu Mingxu merely brushed the jade hands off him.
“I’m on duty. Miss, please stop rubbing me.”
