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 Old Gao was old, and the life extension of cultivation in this world was slowing down the process of aging, not adding years to one's life. When Di Tou had met Old Gao, how old had he been? Sixty or seventy? Even if he advanced quickly, it was hard to say how many years Old Gao would have left now that thirty years had passed. Even if he was still alive and had cultivated swiftly, advancing to the Foundation Building Stage, or even the Golden Core stage, he might be teetering on the edge of passing from old age.
It would certainly be a sad thing indeed if Di Tou set out to find Old Gao only to be directed to a grave.