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?
Scratching his chin, Di Tou couldn't help but ponder. The Southern Continent, eh?
He wasn't particularly familiar with the Southern Continent. He had read a bit, but as a whole it was still unfamiliar grounds. His biggest impression of the Southern Continent was that they seemed to follow a more tribal format of development, and it seemed like they followed the path of 'magic' and 'wizardry' although from what he had read elsewhere, he knew it was actually a form of development that revolved around Spiritual Sense.
If he were really interested in cultivation, it seemed like a good place to check out, seeing as his Spiritual Sense was his primary path of development, but at this point in time it no longer really interested him.