What is it like to transmigrate into a cultivation world and, from the start, be forced to take on the role of a member of a cultivation clan with strict rules, where everyone but the clan head is a cannon-fodder-in-waiting?
Yan Shu's answer was: Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, retreat is best.
Then he discovered that in this universally infamous family of lunatics, he was the innocent cannon fodder pitied by outsiders, the clan head's most fanatical supporter, and even the Yan clan head, the source of all evil.
After looking through the game System that had somehow already bound itself to him, Yan Shu suddenly realized...
This wasn't the moment he had first transmigrated. The situation had come about because of an accidental death and return to town.
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"Everyone from the Canglin Yan clan is crazy."
Everyone in the cultivation world knew that there was only one person in the Canglin Yan clan who needed to think: the Yan clan head.
Every other person surnamed Yan who came from the clan was simply an extension of the clan head's will.
The Yan clan members acted like ordinary people in their day-to-day lives, but whenever the clan's interests were involved, it was as if they had lost themselves.
They had no selfish motives. Every word and action was devoted to the clan head, and they would not hesitate even when carrying out missions that were worthless and certain to get them killed.
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However, Yan Shu, who had already accepted reality, had something to say:
This was just a simple game mechanic, one of a thousand basic applications of the ability to revive.
After all, once you had gone to all the trouble of entering a mechanism and obtaining the treasure, there was no need to go to all the trouble of solving the puzzles to get back out.
Just kill yourself on the spot, then respawn somewhere else with the treasure. Convenient, clean, and quick.
If there was one small downside, it was probably that he had to arrange a new identity every time he revived... right?
Theme: Stand on your own two feet
