Everyone's Favorite Cultivator Ascends by Cuddling Up to People

[After finishing another novel, the author scrapped the first few chapters and rewrote this one.]

Cheng Zhizhou is a beautiful good-for-nothing with no spiritual root who cultivates by sticking close to people.

As long as he gets close to someone talented, his cultivation improves. During this time, Cheng Zhizhou discovers that more intimate contact makes his cultivation improve even faster.

At first, they merely share a room. Gradually, their hands brush by accident, and they unconsciously move closer when sharing a bed.

Cheng Zhizhou is delighted: My cultivation really is improving so quickly!

He has no idea that those people are looking at him more and more strangely.

Cheng Zhizhou lives in a cultivation novel about leveling up. He is the male lead's tribulation shield.

According to the original plot, Cheng Zhizhou will catch the sect leader's eye during the sect competition and become the male lead's cultivation partner. Just as everyone is saying he's lucky as hell, he will be struck dead by the male lead's tribulation lightning.

The Heavenly Dao gave Cheng Zhizhou a cannon-fodder script, but it never expected its chosen ones to start fawning over the whetstone it had selected for them, one after another.

As they kept fawning over him, Cheng Zhizhou instead became the chosen one of this world.

By the time the Heavenly Dao realized something was wrong, its little world had already changed hands. It was kicked into reincarnation to live through ten lifetimes of cannon-fodder scripts.

* Take control of your own fate and make that cannon-fodder script get lost!

★ 1v1 romance-focused story: Cheng Zhizhou x Zhe Yishi

☆ A bad-tempered bottom who bullies the weak and fears the strong. He doesn't commit crimes or set fires, so he's a good kid.

※ A content note of sorts: The author's tastes are freewheeling and chaotic evil. I'm a protagonist enthusiast, and I don't accept unsolicited criticism or writing advice.

Theme: All roads lead to Rome. Make that cannon-fodder script get lost!