"Li Tianwei, Pseudo-Spirit Root."
As the dull announcement rang out, the plaza erupted in uproar. The person on the platform was exceedingly handsome, but at that moment, he looked as though he had suffered a devastating blow. His mouth hung slightly open, his face full of disbelief.
The people below wore expressions of gloating delight, their mocking voices drifting into Li Tianwei's mind.
Even those who had once fawned over him now looked at him with strange eyes.
Li Tianwei was overcome with despair, utterly despairing over the result of the spirit root test.
"How could I have a Pseudo-Spirit Root? How could I have a Pseudo-Spirit Root..."
This is a glimpse of the future I intercepted. That's right, you are a Pseudo-Spirit Root. Stop thinking about it and sign a contract with me!
Listening to the voice in his mind and watching the scene he had just witnessed—his own despair over having a Pseudo-Spirit Root—Li Tianwei had to admit that it felt very real.
But Li Tianwei did not believe it. He was a transmigrator, after all. How could he possibly have some mere Pseudo-Spirit Root?
In Li Tianwei's eyes, how could a tiny system possibly discern his extraordinary talent?
He had already transmigrated. How could he possibly be a Pseudo-Spirit Root?
Unfortunately, transmigration had brought him such an unreliable system. In those novels, which system did not possess boundless power?
Yet his system had demanded a contract the moment it appeared. As long as he signed it, he could obtain a Heavenly Spirit Root and supreme magical treasures.
Faced with all the overbearing clauses in the system contract, Li Tianwei laughed. What kind of garbage was this? Li Tianwei would never acknowledge such a useless thing as his system.
How could he, Li Tianwei, possibly be some insignificant nobody? After he was born, his father had called him "Dad" for two years before Li Tianwei reluctantly answered with a single "Dad."
Do you know why God was in heaven? Because Li Tianwei was on earth.
Qin Shi Huang had unified the realm two thousand years ago, yet he had not dared meet Li Tianwei in the same era. Clearly, kings never met kings.
When I open my eyes, dawn breaks. When I close them, night falls. If I am not the protagonist, then who is?
Li Tianwei had been waiting for a chance to prove it ever since he was born. The instant he transmigrated, he became incomparably certain that he was the protagonist.
So what system contract? What Pseudo-Spirit Root? Li Tianwei disdained them all.
Seeing Li Tianwei so certain of himself, the system in his mind was utterly dumbfounded.
It truly could not believe what sort of fellow it had bound itself to: arrogant, chuuni, and delusional.
The system remembered deliberately choosing someone calm and aloof, a good student and top student in his teachers' eyes. It had thought that nothing would go wrong this time.
The two transmigrators it had bound before had both lacked composure and overestimated themselves. They insisted on fighting opponents above their level. Going up one level would have been fine, but one idiot had leapt three levels, only to be beaten until his soul scattered and his spirit dispersed.
As for the latter one, the system had deliberately selected an otaku. It had thought that after reading so many novels and watching so much anime, he would be more cautious. In the end, he died in bed, and until his death, he believed that his harem of thirty thousand beauties had not betrayed him. In truth, his head had been green as a grassland long ago.
This time, it had learned every lesson from before. After painstaking selection, it had finally found someone who matched its expectations in every respect.
That person was Li Tianwei, first in the advanced class, a good student in his teachers' eyes, the child everyone else's parents wished for.
The system was certain that nothing could possibly go wrong this time.
It had even arranged several contracts written purely for show, all so Li Tianwei would not stir up trouble and could grow quietly and discreetly.
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Yet after transmigration, the system discovered that this fellow was nothing like the obedient child and model student he had appeared to be in his previous world.
He was a complete and utter chuuni, convinced that he was the protagonist of the world and possessed abilities different from everyone else's.
It was precisely because of this that he surpassed those his age in academics, sports, and every other area, making him even more convinced that he was different from others.
It was like self-hypnosis, granting him focus far beyond that of ordinary people.
The moment he transmigrated, it was over. His conviction that he was the protagonist could never be changed again.
No matter how the system kept impressing upon him over the past few days that he was just an ordinary person, that this world was dangerous and he needed to keep a low profile.
Because the contract had not been signed, the system had not issued Ling Tianwei any rewards. It could be said that Ling Tianwei's current body was truly worthless.
Before even testing his aptitude, Ling Tianwei had already decided that he possessed a Heavenly Spirit Root unlike any other under heaven, that he had come to suppress the current age.
With the fates of its previous two hosts as warnings, the system absolutely would not allow things to slip out of its hands again.
It constantly drilled into Ling Tianwei that he had a Pseudo-Spirit Root, that he could never suppress the current age. It had even intercepted a glimpse of the future for Ling Tianwei to see, hoping to wake him up.
Yet it had still underestimated Ling Tianwei's ability to hypnotize himself. He simply refused to believe it.
"Shut up. A Pseudo-Spirit Root? Stop trying to fool me."
"When I stand before that Spirit-Testing Stone, my world-shaking talent will be completely revealed, and I shall suppress the current age."
After watching that so-called vision of the Pseudo-Spirit Root, Ling Tianwei mocked it outright.
Hearing this, the system completely wilted. Looking at the people on the platform obediently lining up to test their aptitudes, then at Ling Tianwei with his head raised high and his chin tilted as he looked down on others, wearing an aloof expression—paired with his jade-like handsome face, he truly did possess something of an immortal's bearing.
But beneath such an exterior, who could have imagined that this fellow was so thick-skinned, so chuuni, with his mind filled with thoughts of being extraordinary and invincible beneath heaven?
The system was helpless. After all, it had been fooled by this very appearance in his previous world and had chosen to bind Ling Tianwei for transmigration.
Seeing Ling Tianwei's confidence, as though he already knew the result, the others could not help feeling inferior and slowly lowered their heads.
They had all heard of the Ling Family's young master. Before reaching adulthood, he had already passed the scholar examination. He could recognize characters at three, compose poetry at five, and had thoroughly read the Four Books by eight...
It could be said that in all of Bai Xuan City, he was the one most likely to possess an immortal affinity.
Unfortunately, for some unknown reason, the Immortal Masters, who normally came once every eight years, had been delayed for another eight years. By the time the Ling Family's young master turned sixteen, those immortals finally arrived in Bai Xuan City to test aptitudes and accept disciples.
If a few more years passed, he would miss the proper age for cultivation.
Perhaps because they had not come for so many years, from the beginning of the spirit root tests until now, not a single person in all of Bai Xuan City had been found to possess a spirit root.
The Immortal Masters' expressions had changed from their earlier radiant smiles to grave looks tinged with displeasure. The temperature around the grounds had dropped several degrees, showing just how urgent the situation was.
Ling Tianwei remained completely unaffected. With his head slightly raised and confidence written all over his face, he faced the countless gazes from below, walked onto the wooden platform, and arrived before the Spirit-Testing Stone.
Seeing Ling Tianwei like this, the system within his consciousness could not help covering its face.
It thought that this would be a good chance to crush Ling Tianwei's arrogant spirit, so that he would obediently sign the contract and grow in a low-key manner.
The system was deeply moved by its own careful arrangements for Ling Tianwei's growth.