I transmigrated into a forbidden zone as a good-for-nothing, but was lucky enough to receive eternal life from the System.
I mastered every martial arts manual, yet had no spiritual roots for immortal cultivation.
I planned to leap off a cliff for thrills, but ended up rescuing a group of princesses from a fallen kingdom.
I was hailed as an immortal master for bringing the dead back to life, and a bowl of barley tea sent people straight to the Celestial Realm.
I did the Nine Yin and Nine Yang techniques as morning exercises, and danced the Nine Swords of Dugu into a rift in space.
My calligraphy summoned auspicious clouds in seven colors, and my painting of immortals among the clouds could bring the dead back to life by trading one life for another.
The princess begged to become my pawn. I scratched my head. "Are you sure you haven't got the wrong idea? I'm no peerless master!"
