[Rant to Stay Alive]+ [Delusional Misinterpretations]+ [Playing the Pig to Eat the Gods]+ [Unusual Style]+ [Trope Subversion]+ [Invincible Sect Leader]
I transmigrate into the sect leader of a sect on the verge of collapse, only to discover I was born with a useless body and have just seven days to live!
At the brink of despair, the [Ranting System] activates!
Rant about people to extend your life, and exchange points in the shop for divine pills made from frying pans or starships transformed from hand-cranked tractors!
To stay alive, I have no choice but to relentlessly rant at my bizarre disciples: the musclebound eldest senior brother, the explosive-obsessed second senior brother, the yandere figurine-loving senior sister... But I only want to rant to stay alive, lie flat, and survive. So why do they, along with the entire cultivation world, think I’m scheming for the ages?
Why have they even imagined me as an unparalleled master, playing games with the mortal world?
Wait, disciple of the woman blessed by fate, why are you looking at me with such admiration too?
Please, stop imagining things!
I’m really not some mastermind manipulating everything for the ages!
