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?
"F*CK!"
"ELDER LONG!"
"AHHH!!"
Looking at the rampaging Qi in his palm, Elder Long's expression couldn't help but twist into one of ferocity. He had already slipped up once and barely managed to calm the energy down, but now that he had slipped up a second time before he managed to fully calm the energy down, it was like a bull that had seen red, no longer able to be reined in. If he didn't throw out this attack, he would be in big trouble!
But looking at the group of disciples gathered around and recalling that they were on the sacred forging peak of their sect, Elder Long's eyes couldn't help but show traces of despair. If he was in the middle of nowhere, perhaps he could throw out the attack, but could he do that now? Thus, he could only bite the bullet forcefully, disperse the force, and absorb the Qi back into the body.