While Others Cultivate Bitterly, I Farm Cultivation Levels with My Craziness

[Parallel-World Transmigration] [Funny High Martial Arts] [System] [Super Satisfying] [No Frustrating Setbacks]

A deal between the original owner and a god caused Meng Zhao to be forcibly pulled into the body of his counterpart in another parallel universe.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a psychiatric hospital, with a mechanical prompt sounding in his ear.

It was a System! It seemed the suffering he'd endured in his previous life could finally be made up for in this one...

He thought he had transmigrated to a world undergoing spiritual qi revival.

He thought he could earn Sanity Points and cultivate in peace.

He thought he could use the System to thrive in this world.

Until he tore the black-clad man's mask off with his own hands.

Until he exposed a corner of this inhuman conspiracy himself.

"You... you're not dead?"

If there were only demons in this world, then there would be no demons once they were gone. It's the same logic as saying that if there were only gods in this world, then there would be no gods.