Invincible in the Cultivation World

24K Pure Nonsense Version:

Protect some star sect!

Save all of humanity, my foot!

Why can everyone else who transmigrates fly up to heaven and burrow underground, while I lose all my magic in one go?

Hey! Don't come any closer!!!

I have no cultivation now. You powerful big shots could turn me to dust with just a glare!

I don't want to hear any damn love stories. I just want my magic back, then I can enjoy the rest of my life as a useless emperor!

Don't get cocky. I may have lost my magic, but I've still got a mind that surpasses all of humanity!

Battalion Commander Er! Fire! If they won't listen, blast them!

If this world won't have peace, I'll make it peaceful by force!

Slightly Nonsensical Version:

He is clearly invincible, yet mistakenly thinks he has no cultivation.

He is clearly an emperor, yet spends every day getting chased and beaten by a sweet, innocent girl wielding a giant hammer.

He could use his magic to blast a hole through the world, yet insists on making his own weapons.

He could finish things with one shot, yet is so afraid of getting hurt that he slyly hides tens of thousands of meters away and fires thousands of shells, until his target is reduced to an unidentifiable pile of powder. And while he keeps firing, he keeps laughing like a lunatic.

He could clearly get by on his looks, but...

Forget it. This protagonist is such a show-off, he might as well be written to death.

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