Song Li transmigrated into the cultivation world and became an ordinary person with no spiritual roots.
The only unusual thing about him was the absolutely awful System he'd been saddled with.
System: Host must go to Lingxiao Mountain and meet the protagonist, Sikong Lan. On the surface, become sworn brothers with the protagonist; behind his back, sabotage him in every way. When necessary, stab the protagonist. In the end, once the protagonist has attained the Great Dao, die tragically by his sword.
Song Li: ??
So his role is to work tirelessly to cause trouble, be the protagonist's whetstone, and end up losing his life?
Song Li: Burn myself to help someone else? Do I look like that kind of easy person? Hard pass.
System: If you fail the mission, I'll make you run around naked and die raving mad right now!
Song Li: ...
For the sake of his dignity, Song Li went to great lengths to finally get onto Lingxiao Mountain and successfully become one of the protagonist's...
--many servants.
On his first day on the job, the protagonist, dressed in white and standing high above him, looked down on him with disdain.
"How can just anyone get into Yunxiao Mountain?"
Song Li acted submissive on the surface and lurked around in the shadows, seething inwardly. But to become the protagonist's most trusted person, he endured every humiliation.
When the protagonist meditated, he fanned him.
When the protagonist slept, he made his bed.
When the protagonist killed, he dug the grave.
He was available around the clock, whenever he was called, providing attentive service.
After gritting his teeth through three years of a 996 work schedule, Song Li finally stood out among the many servants and became the protagonist's right-hand man.
Just as the protagonist's gaze grew more and more trusting, the moment when he was supposed to stab him finally arrived.
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Inside the secret realm.
The System glitched and went haywire. By the time Song Li came to his senses, the sword in his hand was already stuck in Sikong Lan.
His hand trembling, Song Li let go of the sword and, meeting Sikong Lan's gaze, immediately wanted to drop to his knees and beg for mercy.
Sikong Lan gripped the blood-dripping sword, then brushed his bloodstained hand over Song Li's face. "Don't cry. I know how you feel. Wait for me..."
Wait?
Wait for what?
There was no way he was waiting. Once the mission's plot point was complete, Song Li promptly faked his death and slipped away.
Goodbye, 996. Goodbye forever!
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Following the identity assigned by the System, Song Li became the Demon Lord's lackey.
He worked hard, diligently and conscientiously, and attended to every detail. He thrived, and in the end almost made it into the Demon Lord's bed.
But at this crucial moment, the gates between the human and demon realms were torn open.
The two sides faced off. Sikong Lan, at their head, pointed his sword at the Demon Lord, but his gaze remained locked on Song Li, whose appearance had changed.
His eyes were dark and crazed, yet his face was as warm as spring. "Song Li, you sure made me look ha-rd for you."
Song Li: 0V0
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Flexible and resilient, a nonstop complainer, a lazy bottom
Sharp-tongued but honest in action, hopeless romantic, heaven's favored son top
Theme: Strive in adversity
