A passerby transmigrated into a heroine's counterattack story and became a second-generation cultivator. He thought he could live a comfortable life and watch movies, but he discovered that the purpose of being transmigrated was to save the world. Switching positions between a passerby and the protagonist, uncovering various mysteries, only to find that she was never the protagonist. After everything is over, can we live our own lives?
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