Lin Beng transmigrated.
He died from holding back laughter and collapsing outside a restroom.
He bound himself to the Emperor's Demise System. It had only one rule: Keep a straight face, and you get stronger!
An elder has a bit of leaf stuck to his front tooth? Keep a straight face! Reward: Marrow-Cleansing and Bone-Refining Liquid!
The aloof senior sister is acting out a cringey demon-slaying scene in the back hills? Keep a straight face! Reward: A top-grade flying sword!
The sect's number-one mature beauty has an embarrassing public meltdown in the wilderness? Keep a straight face! Reward... a toilet-paper sword??
Lin Beng: Come on, System, are you messing with me?
He misses every perfect reward and piles up a heap of bizarre ones!
From then on, the cultivation world gains a young man whose mouth keeps twitching uncontrollably.
Others cultivate by meditating and taking pills. He cultivates by holding back laughter.
But I really can't keep a straight face!
He clearly has a golden finger for making a comeback, but he was born with an impossibly low threshold for laughter.
Every time, he's one step away from keeping a straight face perfectly, and the reward ends up greatly diminished.
Lin Beng covers his mouth in despair: Keep a straight face and get stronger? But I really can't keep a straight face!
A lighthearted, funny cultivation novel about a good-for-nothing youth who struggles to hold back his laughter as he takes on the world of cultivation.
Very good, the characters are very good [thoughts]