Chapter 1: The System Got the Wrong Person

Junxian.

As the sunlight brightened, this city was also reviving.

With a creak, Seeing Dou Changsheng pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard. His handsome face was filled with depression as he looked at the figure who had already risen—a man with a sturdy build like an iron tower. A haze appeared in his eyes.

Reality was actually so dreamlike, ridiculous, and laughable.

Since he, Seeing Dou Changsheng, transmigrated, nothing had gone smoothly; he was always encountering these kinds of thugs.

He had only come to Junxian for a stroll. Because he was wearing a bamboo hat and had a long sword hanging at his waist, this big man—whose name he didn't even know—had immediately assumed he was an accomplice and happily welcomed him into this residence to stay.

Damn it.

With this kind of attire, there were at least twenty, if not a hundred, people like him in Junxian.

This was the normal attire for a Jianghu martial artist; Seeing Dou Changsheng did this to save himself a lot of trouble.

The big man practiced his punches for a long time before finally exhaling a puff of Bai Qi that lingered for a long time. He looked at Seeing Dou Changsheng and said with a hearty laugh, "We met for the first time yesterday and didn't get a chance to talk."

"Today, with you, the Sword Demon of Saibei, and me, the Iron-Armored Mad Lion, gathered here, surely the official silver being transported to the frontier will be the spoils for us brothers."

"The Demon Master Lin Xuanqi has said that anyone who dares to rob the official silver can join his sect."

"For loose cultivators like us, this is a path to the heavens."

"After we pull off this job, you will be the senior brother and I will be the junior brother. We will support each other, and there will be a place for us in this world."

This was looking for a mastermind, a scapegoat!

At this moment, Seeing Dou Changsheng finally understood.

Why he had to drag him along and give him the identity of a Sword Demon. After the deed was done, he would inevitably be wanted and have a bounty placed on him by the imperial court. He would be the mastermind, drawing most of the hatred, while the big man would appear insignificant.

Then he could seek out the Demon Master to apprentice and tell him the truth.

For a demon, this approach was not a minus, but a plus.

It's bitter.

It's really damn bitter.

Other transmigrators have it smooth sailing, but here, it's nothing but trouble, and it's even escalating.

This guy in front of him was looking for a scapegoat, and with so many people dressed similarly, he had actually set his sights on him. Who could he reason with?

Seeing Dou Changsheng's gaze toward the big man gradually turned dangerous, and killing intent brewed in his heart. As if piercing through Seeing Dou Changsheng's thoughts, the big man used his palm, which was the size of a meditation cushion, to grab a broken blade and began to knead it with force.

The broken blade, forged from refined iron, was twisted into a twist shape like a hemp rope, with cracks appearing in many places. Finally, the big man revealed his yellow teeth and took a bite of the iron block. A crunching sound rang out, just like chicken cartilage.

Seeing Dou Changsheng watched as the big man chewed the broken blade to pieces and finally swallowed it into his belly.

All his anger vanished in an instant, as if a basin of cold water had been poured over him, chilling him to the core.

He couldn't beat him; he truly couldn't beat him.

Seeing Dou Changsheng went numb and subconsciously squeezed the hilt of his sword. It was metal.

A cold sensation came, and Seeing Dou Changsheng immediately knew that his life wasn't as tough as his. How did such a powerhouse emerge in a small place like Junxian?

The big man gnawed the broken blade clean, wiped his mouth, and spat out the iron dregs. They shot toward the wooden door like bullets with a whistle. With a bang, the wooden door closed, the dregs embedded three inches deep, like inlaid gemstones.

Cracks appeared on the wooden door, spreading like a spiderweb.

This scene told Seeing Dou Changsheng that the broken blade wasn't a prop; it was refined iron.

"The official silver will arrive in Junxian tomorrow. We have one more day to wait. This is for today's meal; cultivate well, and we will leave the city tomorrow."

The big man flicked his hand, throwing a package in front of Seeing Dou Changsheng, then pointed his hand. The meaning was clear: Seeing Dou Changsheng was to return to his room and wait.

Seeing Dou Changsheng remained expressionless, grabbed the package, opened the door, and then closed it.

He didn't look at what was in the package. No matter what good things were inside, Seeing Dou Changsheng didn't dare to eat them, fearing poison.

He had to run away tonight.

No, he should say today.

Nighttime was a good cover, but the big man's strength was too great. It would be better to act during the day. As long as he caused a commotion, the big man, in order to rob the official silver, might not dare to kill him in a busy market, as doing so would expose him.

Seeing Dou Changsheng knew he couldn't follow the other party's wishes; doing so would only lead to his doom.

Preparing to escape was a nine-in-ten chance of death, but if he really went to rob the official silver, even if he just showed his face, the future situation would definitely be ten-in-ten death.

He had just sat down.

Suddenly, a sound came to his ears.

【Ding!】

【Host, who is smooth sailing and incredibly happy, congratulations on obtaining the Beautiful Life System!】

【At eighteen, you travel to Junxian and encounter the Iron-Armored Mad Lion robbing official silver. You righteously draw your sword to help. Although you are no match, you are appreciated by the Black Hei Hei Ying Zunzhe, who not only saves your life but also leads you to formally embark on cultivation.】

【At nineteen, a case of evil ghosts eating people breaks out in Changzhou. Facing the evil ghosts, you take the initiative to stand up, one person and one sword, surviving a desperate situation, and finally slay the evil ghosts. Your fame skyrockets, and you are appreciated by the great Wang Clan, who entrust the Black Hei Hei Ying Zunzhe to visit and offer their eldest daughter in marriage.】

【At twenty, you are formally ranked on the Human List, marry the daughter of a great clan, apprentice under a Earth List Grandmaster, and enter a Great Martial Dao Sect to cultivate. Looking back, from the moment you stepped into cultivation, it has been smooth sailing all the way. You are ambitious and proud. Congratulations on obtaining the Beautiful Life System!】

【Diligent Practice: You are twenty years old this year and ranked on the Human List. Although you have achieved success and fame, you cannot forget your original intention. Cultivate diligently for a quarter of an hour. Reward: Thirty days of cultivation.】

Who is this?

After Seeing Dou Changsheng finished reading, he immediately reacted: this definitely wasn't him.

Then he realized: this was a parallel universe.

Seeing Dou Changsheng had ten measures of luck, while he himself owed three.

He couldn't help but look up at the roof. Was there any justice in heaven?

No wonder his own family was so unlucky; it was because all the good luck was concentrated on him.

And that wasn't enough; they even had to pair him with a system.

He was trembling with anger.

They were both Seeing Dou Changsheng.

Why was there such a difference in treatment?

No, that wasn't right.

Now the system was his.

Sorry, he had misunderstood his brother. It must be that he saw how bitter his life was, so he took the initiative to yield and gift him the system, rather than the system finding the wrong person.

No, what was written here was about him.

Ranked on the Human List at twenty, marrying the daughter of a great clan—this hadn't happened yet, so everything was possible.

What gifting the system?

That wasn't the case; this was his.

Seeing Dou Changsheng began to cultivate hard, striving to successfully run away.

After all, thirty days of cultivation wasn't much, but even a mosquito's leg was meat.

Before Seeing Dou Changsheng could even start cultivating, the task was completed. He was stunned for a moment, and then Dou Mouren revealed a brilliant smile.

Brother suffers, I enjoy the blessings. Thank you for your hard work, brother.

This thirty days of cultivation wasn't for the current him, but for his future self at twenty who was ranked on the Human List.

These thirty days weren't mosquito meat, but a big pork knuckle.

It was a whole pig. ===== CHAPTER 2 =====