The Legendary Janitor
Most people don't choose reincarnation. Reincarnation finds their way to them. Perhaps they did something great in their life. Or maybe truck-sama wasn't looking where it was going. But without fail, those who reincarnate are destined for something great. A new life where everything changes for the better. But... Reincarnation isn't always the greatest thing. Sometimes you just draw the short end of the stick. Di Tou just happens to have drawn the shortest stick. Pulled out of his life randomly. Taken by a crazy old eccentric man not as a disciple, but as a body double?! And a janitor body double no less?! Grasping a system to find... It's a JANITOR SYSTEM!? Truly, how unlucky can one get?
Familiar Aura?
After thinking for a moment, Di Tou wondered if this 'sister' was still in the earlier stages of the Spiritual Palace Stage. It wasn't that he looked down on her or anything, it was just that he had clearly seen and felt how terrifying the computational capability of a cultivator was, even in earlier stages. A Spiritual Palace Stage expert should be no exception. Even if they didn't fully understand the concepts behind certain objects, such as the fact that a flame couldn't light up, much less flicker in space as there was no oxygen to fuel the fire, just based off of their percepetion alone, they could create a near duplicate, not something like the candle here in which the wax felt stagnant and the light was unreasonable.