I transmigrated as the most useless disciple in the sect, and the System told me to cultivate by roasting people.
Breaking off the engagement? I'll sign, and thank you for not marrying me.
A useless spiritual root? Sorry, that's the strongest bloodline from ancient times.
The sect tournament? Let me roast everyone first to calm my nerves.
The evil forces are invading? Just wait until I finish this bite.
This is the story of an overworked office drone who goes from a good-for-nothing to a big shot by winning every argument.
A lighthearted, funny cultivation story that turns the usual tropes on their head. The more you read, the more hooked you get.
