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?
Inspecting his mind, Di Tou did a brief scan and saw that he still had roughly a thousand Spirit Frost Flowers idling about. This wasn't anything abnormal. Since he was a cultivator in the Qi Condensing Stage, Di Tou had noted that his ability to recover was somewhat abnormal, as at the time when he was practicing [Thousand Needle Array] he had been able to split off several dozen Spirit Needles a day compared to the expected three or four. Since he had arrived at the Nascent Soul Stage and gone through the experience of his Spiritual Sense ripping not once, twice, but three times over the course of his cultivation journey, although it had left Di Tou with some mental scars, in terms of fortitude his Spiritual Sense was indeed quite impressive.