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?
Receiving the bundle of information, Di Tou felt like a weight was finally taken off his soul. Now that he was a bit more aware of what his limits were, it seemed like he could take a few more risks?
His expression clanging somewhat, Di Tou quickly shook away those thoughts, no no, he shouldn't think like that. Although the fifth level or the Nascent Soul stage, was indeed considered a powerhouse, if even some random cave that only counted as small benefits for a sect could express Nascent Soul stage prowess, he who was a measly third stage Foundation Realm cultivator should remain a little bit self-aware. He was weak sh*t, weak, weak sh*t! At the very least, he had to get to the…