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?
Lecturing
A few hours later, Di Tou wearily opened his eyes and collapsed forward in bed. After taking a few deep breaths, Di Tou rubbed his head before wearily getting up and rubbing his right arm with his left hand. It seemed like he had overdone it yet again. Feeling the chill running through his body and the slight pang of pain from his somewhat sliced Spiritual Sense, Di Tou couldn't help but sigh. Although the pain that he experienced from splitting flowers to improve his Spiritual Sense wasn't all that bad when compared to his normal cultivation, it actually caused damage, unlike cultivating with incense and formations.
But at the end of the day, what choice did he have? He couldn't progress any further with his old method of cultivation, and he could only truck on with what he had.