I Had Just Mastered My Divine Arts When the Saintess Summoned Me as Cannon Fodder

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A modern man transmigrates to another world and becomes the most insignificant little skeleton...

Imperial Heir: “I’m going to tear you, you sneaky, treacherous, despicable, shameless little skeleton, limb from limb.”

Goddess: “Whoever grinds this shameless little skeleton to dust can marry me.”

Demon Sect Ancestor: “I’ve roamed the world for thirty thousand years and never seen anyone so despicable and vile. You little brat, we agreed to a one-on-one fight, and you brought an army of a million and set up a grand formation in advance... Have you no shame?”

Little Skeleton: “I’m a skeleton! Zombies are the ones with skin on their faces. Why do you all think a little skeleton like me needs a sense of shame? Do you have some misunderstanding about skeletons?”