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?
But wait, even that wouldn't make sense, as Di Tou had invited An Yang over, and even if An Yang wanted to cause trouble, he was only in the Golden Core stage, how could he kill someone who was in the Nascent Soul Stage? Much less killing, it didn't even seem possible to injure them.
Calming down slightly, Elder Long prepared to wave a palm to deflect the attack as it was improper regardless. At the same time, upon closer observation, he realized that An Yang's attack, while it looked fierce, was entirely based on physical body strength, and no Qi was infused into the attack, while the weapon itself was also rather ordinary.