[Not Limited to the Primordial World] [Utterly Invincible] [Fast-Paced, Rapid Leveling] [No Suppressing the Protagonist] [Misunderstood as a Big Shot]
After transmigrating five years ago, Lin Wujiu finally activates the Monthly Trait System on his first day as a forest ranger.
From the start, he gets the golden trait [The Great Dao's Escape]!
Beyond karma, untouched by all arts, his existence cannot be divined even by the mighty beings of the myriad heavens.
The blue trait [Spirit Tongue] lets him accidentally overhear the secret conversations of birds.
Is something big about to happen?
Sure enough, that very night, a sky screen descends over Cangmang Mountain, broadcasting the Primordial World's War of the Witches and Demons: the Ten Suns in the Sky and Hou Yi Shooting Down the Suns!
The demon saint Nuwa looks through the sky screen and meets Lin Wujiu's eyes. Unable to see through him, she mistakes him for a primordial chaos deity.
And so the last Golden Crow of the Demon Court is sent to him.
It comes with the Sun Scripture, the Minor Landscape Map, and an Imperial Lord's Token that can command all demons.
From then on, Lin Wujiu's life as a forest ranger changes completely.
The cultivation arts are too hard to master?
The red trait [The Mathematical Principles of Natural Metaphysics] activates, automatically turning profound divine script into math problems.
While others toil at cultivation for a thousand years, he solves a few problems and reaches the pinnacle.
A mutant beast king refuses to obey? Beat it up and put it to work patrolling the mountain.
A Rakshasi from the Primordial World crosses into his territory? Make her stay and serve tea.
Daxia is stunned and rushes to bestow upon him the highest title of unparalleled national scholar!
More importantly, the world's power ceiling keeps rising, but his cultivation is never restricted.
In other words, he will always be far ahead of this world!
When the barriers between worlds shatter and the gods descend upon Daxia,
Lin Wujiu stands before Cangmang Mountain with the sun on his shoulder.
"This is my turf. Even the gods will have to kneel!"
