Transmigrating with a Jian San System: sounds like the kind of story where, in the next second, you start showing off, breeze through life, and reach its pinnacle, doesn't it?
But...
What if the System dies before it can even get started, faster than you can bite the dust, and you transmigrate to the Bleak Realm, where innate masters are everywhere and big shots are as common as dogs?
Dao Feng Tianshanzi is that lucky fellow.
Some pretty little immortals look like aloof, otherworldly experts, but are actually severe social phobes who get a dizziness debuff loading when watched by just three pairs of eyes.
The Iron Fan Gentleman has no need for a conscience. Disagree with him, and he'll send you flying.
Other protagonists rely on their cheats to lord it over the world. Our Fanzi, on the other hand, runs all over the place trying to fix his cheat: floating red-and-white jars, trading fans with Madara, dancing passionately in Heian-kyo, putting on a little tragic romance for the boy who wants his name back, and still finding time to put on a secret identity to save his only-devoted friend, who could play himself to death.
Things are so miserable that even when a huge, living soulmate is right there, he can lose his memory, spend every day cozying up to other men, and prepare to destroy the world.
Tianshanzi: This is so hard. So, so hard.
#When can I go back to Xu Qiu and retire on scallops?
#My soulmate started and abandoned me, and still wants to sacrifice me
#Fairy Lady, look, half of the Southern Domain is on my list of crushes
#So what if I'm a social phobe? I'm pretty, I can fight, and I'm the same inside and out
Theme: For the regrets I cannot let go of.