[System] [Soul Form] [No Female Lead] [Leveling Up] Me, Qi Du, a modern-day corporate drudge, died from working overtime and became a wandering ghost. Then I got bound to a useless "Protagonist Support System" and became a walking cheat.
Fine, bind me if you must. But the System gave me three warnings: First, if the protagonist I'm bound to, Yan Che, dies, I die too. Second, if I get more than a hundred zhang away from him, I'll vanish. Third, if I can't help him become the strongest in this world within a hundred years, I'll be forcibly formatted and disappear for good.
So I looked down at the "protagonist" I'd been bound to: fifteen or sixteen years old, at the ninth layer of the Body Tempering Realm, a menial disciple, and running for his life across the mountains while a Transcendence Realm demon beast chased him.
Even more absurdly, the spiritual herb this idiot had risked his life to gather was meant for a scheming senior sister who'd been using a bewitching art to treat him like a workhorse for three years.
Fine, then.
We're bound together, sharing life and death. If he wants to be a lovesick fool, I'm not going to die alongside him. If we're cheating, we're cheating. Your big brother Du has plenty of tricks up his sleeve. The cheap, bizarre items in the System Shop, from toy guns that turn people into square-dance enthusiasts to embroidery needles that make their limbs switch places, are all in my bag of dirty tricks. You want a comeback? I'll give you a cheat. You just have to... keep me alive.
It's pretty, but I hope it doesn't have too many peach blossoms
It's well written, but a bit suspicious of AI.