I Save the Cultivation World with Clichés [Book Transmigration]

Fixing typos~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~No updates [A little spoiler: The first misunderstanding is cleared up in Chapter 9~] What’s it like to transmigrate into an abandoned novel? Shi Chuanyan has been repeating the final chapter’s events for a thousand years. Then one day, the System tells him that if the readers are satisfied with that day’s story, he can restart time. Shi Chuanyan: ...All right. What readers like is leveling up, face-slapping, playing the pig to eat the tiger, treasure hunting in secret realms, and a harem of three thousand, right?! So... Shi Chuanyan brings a pile of precious pills to the male lead: Eat these! I refuse to believe you won’t level up today! Shi Chuanyan drags the bruised and battered villain in front of the male lead: Beat him up! Don’t stop until even his mother wouldn’t recognize him! Shi Chuanyan drags a secret realm over to the male lead: Take what you want! Those useless losers who dared compete with you for treasure have some decent gear on them. Take a look and pick whatever you like. Don’t be shy! Shi Chuanyan brings all kinds of beauties to the male lead: Pick one! Let’s start by learning how to talk to girls, and keep going until you get married! Shi Chuanyan: ...Why isn’t the progress bar moving at all? Then one day, the male lead accidentally brushes his lips against Shi Chuanyan’s cheek. Watching the progress bar shoot up, Shi Chuanyan says: How about we kiss? At first, He Wenzhi asks Shi Chuanyan mockingly, “I’m a cripple now. What could you possibly use me for?” Later, He Wenzhi asks Shi Chuanyan tentatively, “If I can stand at the summit of all the saints, will you keep using me?” Upcoming comedy: I Transmigrated into the Substitute I Hired Qi Xiao is eighteen this year, a troublemaker who annoys everyone. The only interesting thing about him is his unrequited love: an eighteen-year-old who’s a role model for everyone their age in A City. He keeps them tucked away in his heart, hoping to win them over. Unexpectedly, he transmigrates ten years into the future. His unrequited love still shines brightly, while his twenty-eight-year-old self has made a name for himself but remains just as unattainable. So he hires a substitute... Freshly transmigrated, Qi Xiao watches a grown-up version of himself grip his chin and sneer, “You still don’t look like him.” Qi Xiao swallows all the curses about the other man’s family. “Then who do I look like?” A flying kick: “Do I look like your dad?!” Theme: Even the faintest ray of light can illuminate someone else’s world