Lin Yi transmigrated. A “Cultivation Encyclopedia” appeared in his mind, able to deduce cultivation arts, foresee cause and effect, and assist in battle. It was gentle and considerate, like a doting father. Its only flaw was that it was too perfect. Perfect enough to make Lin Yi suspicious.
He did what no other transmigrator would: he refused to trust the System and started keeping a ledger. Every time it helped him, every bit of divine-soul energy it deducted, every “coincidence” and when it happened: he wrote it all down, stroke by stroke.
Sixty chapters later, the System finally dropped its mask: “I came to take over your body...”
