Thirty and Established, but My Golden Finger Is Thirty Years Late

Thirty years!

A whole thirty years!

He'd gone from an ambitious transmigrator to a spineless live-in son-in-law who called everyone "sir" and "ma'am."

Gu Ning suddenly felt that life was a joke.

He really had... amounted to nothing.

At that very moment,

A golden light burst through his mind

[You have awakened the Perfect Life System]

[You were born with a martial constitution. Every bit of effort yields a thousandfold return. You face no bottlenecks, always progress in the one correct direction, never suffer inner demons, and have no limits.]

[At ten, you entered the ranks of martial artists, the first of your kind, and began to show your brilliance.]

[At thirty, you grasped the mysteries of heaven and earth and advanced to the realm of immortality.]

Staring at the System before him, Gu Ning fell silent:

"...System."

"Have you ever considered one thing?"

"I'm already thirty years old."

[Congratulations, Host! You have been born with a sacred martial constitution, innate martial bones, and no inner demons!]

In an instant, power terrifying enough to rip through time and space erupted from his depleted dantian!

Years later, at the Northern Frontier's Heavenly Abyss,

countless demons roared as they pressed toward the city. Black clouds loomed overhead, and the human world was a living hell.

A sword beam descended from the highest heavens.

With a single strike,

heaven and earth split, the demons were wiped out, the land was restored, and the sun and moon shone once more!

The triumphant news thundered across the Nine Provinces:

"Gu Ning settled the Northern Wastes with a single strike! Glory to humanity! Glory to the Heavenly Dao!"

But the black-clad Sword Sovereign merely sheathed his sword, shook his head, and sighed:

"When will I finally come of age...?"