A Corpse Beetle Wearing a Bell? I'll Go Live and Appraise Treasures

Qi Jie transmigrated. He opened his eyes to find himself lying on an ox cart, with stuffy Zhang Qiling sitting beside him and Wu Tianzhen squatting across from him.

He thought he'd been handed the script of an extra, but then a "ding" went off in his head: [Sweep-and-Clear System successfully bound. Congratulations, you've received Zhang Lingyu's legacy.]

The Golden Light Mantra protects his body, the Yin Five Thunders shoot lightning, and he draws talismans with the Heavenly Seal Script as easily as if he were printing them.

A thousand-year-old blood corpse throws off its coffin? He stomps it back down and casually slaps on a corpse-subduing talisman that reads "The Great General Is Here."

A gang of white-clad female ghosts comes to claim his life? He activates his palm thunder, filling the screen with crackling blue light and zapping the whole ghost horde into a barbecue stand.

Third Uncle Wu's gaze shifts from "Who dumped this deadweight on us?" to "You're like a father to me."

Little Brother speaks for once: "You've been hiding your strength."

Qi Jie waves modestly. "Nothing special. I'm just a Maoshan power bank that can shoot lightning."

[Ding! Clear the corpse-filled burial ground. Points +5,000. You're still 108,000 miles from the next draw.]

Qi Jie: ...System, you're so stingy, just like my former boss.

This is the story of a transmigrator stealing the spotlight in the Tomb-Raiding world with a cheat from The Outcast.

The zongzi: Please, try being a decent person. Do you know how hard it is to lie here for two thousand years?