I Asked My Master How Strong He Was, and He Casually Shut Off My System

Lu Changsheng transmigrated into a fantasy world and just bound the strongest cultivation System. Before he could even take off, his cheap master, Gu Qingya, waved a hand, and the System went black.

Lu Changsheng nearly lost it on the spot. “What the heck! Other people transmigrate with a System, but I transmigrate and my master unplugs the internet?”

His master looked like nothing more than an idle old Daoist guarding a shabby mountain, but in truth, he could scare a holy land's founding ancestor away with a single sword strike, spot loopholes in the Heavenly Dao at a glance, and sever the laws of the world with a random woodcutter's hatchet.

Lu Changsheng only wanted to cultivate quietly, but the outer-sect competition, secret-realm treasures, a saintess breaking off their engagement, and a demonic-sect invasion all came crashing down on him one after another. Everyone thought he was a good-for-nothing. Only he knew that although his System had been shut off, every word his master had left him was a cheat more outrageous than the System itself.

And so, a disciple forced to play the pig to eat the tiger began growing more and more invincible, all while the entire cultivation world doubted him.