Chen Yang thinks something went wrong with the way he transmigrated.
Other people get divine techniques and secret manuals as their golden finger. He gets a wooden-headed rooster: it shakes to draw rewards, its traits depend on luck, and green quality is the norm.
Even worse, the traits it gives him either let him “fight to his heart’s content” or “cling to life by a thread.” Getting beaten to a pulp is the whole point.
The sect elders are rigging things behind the scenes? They want to expel him early? No problem. His friends in the Discipline Hall are already on the case.
A mysterious big shot has their eye on him? No worries. He’ll draw a trait first to calm his nerves.
“People who want to capture me are lined up all the way from France to Hengyang Sect. Who do you think you are?”
That’s Chen Yang: a man who makes his living off a chicken, stirring up a storm in the cultivation world while staying reckless and steady at the same time…
