The Entire Cultivation World Begs Me to Cultivate

Three thousand cultivation realms compete for the Great Dao. The Heavenly Way shows mercy to all living things, appointing one Child of Heaven from each realm to take part in a contest. And I'm the unlucky sap.

I'm completely ordinary.

All I can do is use skills, put skills away, click to level up, and cultivate as a fake immortal.

That's right, I'm a transmigrator with a trashy game System. Aside from my flashy outfits and godlike character customization, I'm good for nothing. Even leveling up requires maxing out the experience for every class.

The entire cultivation world is counting on me, cheering me on, helping me, and begging me to get my act together...

They go from hopeful, to furious at my failure to live up to expectations, to trying to beat me to death and send me back into the cycle of reincarnation...

I understand how they feel.

But...

It's not that I don't want to level up!

The System really is trash!

Enough talk. Send me 50 spirit jades and watch me narrowly triumph over three thousand realms.

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The main story is told in third person.

Theme: Never give up on trying