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?
This was the feeling of Void Returning. Cultivating up until the Nascent Soul Stage, although it wasn't exactly in line with the intentions of the Heavens, it wasn't defying it either. As long as one was able to pass tribulations and prove their strength, the Heavens would leave you a way out.
But the Void Returning stage was beyond the Heavens. It was like you had sneaked out and gotten a tattoo! Although the Heavens wouldn't outright smite you if they found out, you wouldn't be able to escape without getting an earful each time. So, bit by bit, the cultivator would drift away from the Heavens and become more obscure.