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?
Taking a deep breath, Di Tou calmed himself down. Although a long time ago, the mountains might have been a terrifying place that split the continent in two, comparable to the Kingdom of Beasts in the far north, which was a long time ago. Nowadays, although the beasts were still plentiful and the mountains were a dead zone where few would travel, at the very least, the presence of the Academy had culled the pride and arrogance of the beasts, making them more reclusive. All of the truly strong beasts either had an accord with the Academy or had retreated far into the mountains, away from the mortal world.
Thus, as long as one wasn't stupid and provoked danger, the mountains were passable for cultivators in the Nascent Soul Stage.
And who was he?
He was Nascent Di, Soul Tou!
Ahem.