What Happened? Where Is My Host?

Within the endless void, at the convergence of myriad daos, stood a simple little courtyard.

A young man lay on the ground, his entire body convulsing, foam spilling from his mouth, his eyes rolled back.

The old man standing beside him thought, Did I pull a little too hard? This kid better not die.

Outside the courtyard, a speck of light was struggling to enter. Every so often, it muttered, "I actually can't overpower it? What the hell is this?"

The young man was named Qing Mo. Like countless protagonists, he was an orphan who had grown up in an orphanage. With the help of the old lady who ran it, he graduated from college and had been enjoying the blessings of the 996 work schedule ever since.

He had originally just returned to his rented apartment after working late at the company. Delighted, he had made himself a cup of instant noodles and even added a sausage.

Just as the noodles were less than five centimeters from his mouth, he suddenly fainted. In his haze, he felt someone tugging at his body. One pulled his head while the other pulled his feet. Luckily, he had not been torn in half, though a large clump of his leg hair had been ripped out.

The speck of light outside the courtyard tried every method it could think of, but it still could not enter. After the old man sent a tiny bit of spiritual energy into the young man within, Qing Mo slowly woke up. His first words were, "Oh no, what time is it? I'm going to be late for work. I think I haven't even finished my instant noodles."

Once he came to his senses, he noticed an old man dressed in gray staring at him. He immediately cried out, "Y-you, don't come any closer! I'm a straight and upright young man of society. I will never agree to forced male-on-male stuff! Man on top of man!"

The old man's face darkened. What kind of nonsense is this little brat spouting?

Qing Mo looked blankly at the old man and his surroundings. Everything was unfamiliar. The old man said softly, "I brought you here because I need your help with something."

Qing Mo said, "What the hell? Where is this? Who are you? What do you need me to do?"

The old man directly tapped a finger against Qing Mo's forehead. A ray of light entered him, and an enormous amount of knowledge instantly flooded Qing Mo's mind.

It turned out that the old man before him was the Master of Myriad Daos, at the peak of the Supreme Sovereign Realm, the highest realm among all worlds. Qing Mo had been brought to the cultivation world, where the strong preyed on the weak.

The Master of Myriad Daos wanted him to seek various heavenly treasures and rare materials that would allow him to break free from his curse and enter reincarnation. In the past, the Master of Myriad Daos had battled his enemy. Though he won, he had also been cursed. He had believed the curse was already removed, only to discover that it was linked to his fate and karmic ties.

He had already reached the pinnacle. Though he could freely command myriad daos and laws, cross the river of time, and had attained immortality and indestructibility—

Unfortunately, karmic ties were the most profound of things. Even after exhausting all his strength, he could only deduce the approximate worlds and locations of the heavenly treasures and rare materials capable of resolving his problem.

After Qing Mo understood what had happened, his mind crashed for quite a while before he finally asked, "M-M-Master, I'm just a lowly corporate slave at the bottom of society. I have nothing, I can't do anything, and aside from eating, I might only be able to fight for first place. Why did you choose me?"

The Master of Myriad Daos revealed a wicked grandfatherly smile and spoke two words: "Fate."

Qing Mo said, "I don't know whether there's any fate between us, but I do know you can start preparing wedding gift money right now! Besides, you're such an awesome big shot. Couldn't you just wave a hand and have loads of people handle this tiny matter for you?"

The Master of Myriad Daos said, "If I could handle it myself, would I have needed to bring you here? Enough. I'll ask you one thing: will you agree to help me with this?"

Qing Mo's face was full of black lines. "Do I even need to think about that? Do I have a choice?"

The Master of Myriad Daos chuckled. "Good that you understand! Come with me!"

Time passed like water, and the years flew by.

Several years passed in the outside world, yet the speck of light outside the courtyard still refused to give up. "I refuse to believe it. If you've got the guts, stay in there forever!"

Over those years, the Master of Myriad Daos crammed all of his cultivation, techniques, and insights into Qing Mo.

One day, the Master of Myriad Daos sat in the courtyard and said to Qing Mo, "I have already given you everything that should be passed on to you. Your current strength is even thirty percent greater than mine at my peak. There are two more things I must give you: a Jade Pendant and a token. I have inscribed the worlds where all the required heavenly treasures and rare materials are located into the Jade Pendant with my divine sense. Since you inherited my legacy and have become entangled with a trace of my karma, once you arrive in those worlds, you will naturally sense the things you need. The token is the key to opening the small world I created. It contains weapons, techniques, all kinds of medicinal pills, divine medicines, artifact forging, formation arrays—everything you could want. Play with it as you please. Once you leave, immediately refine the token, and you will be able to enter and leave the small world freely. All right, go."

Qing Mo was ecstatic inside. Hahaha, after reading cultivation novels for so many years, it's finally my turn to show off! This time, I'm turning myself into a big shot! Yet he still obediently said, "Rest assured, Master. I will definitely bring back everything you need."

"Mm." The Master of Myriad Daos thought, You little brat, do you think this old man can't tell that you want to go out and show off?

Not long after Qing Mo left, a speck of light shot toward him. He had intended to swat it away casually, but it unexpectedly entered his body directly.

Qing Mo said, "What just entered my body? I'm unclean now?"

The system said, "Damn it, I really thought you were never coming out! Luckily, when I chose you, I left a tiny trace of my energy in your body. And after spending all these years crashing into that gate, I'm more than a little weakened. You nearly slapped me to death."

Qing Mo said, "You're... a system? The standard equipment for transmigrators? But... you're useless now. I'm invincible."

The system said, "???"

Qing Mo said, "Take another careful look."

The system said, "What the hell? What is this situation? Didn't they say transmigrators only got strong because they had systems? I haven't even assigned you any tasks, and you've already started a business and become the boss?"

The system said, "Why did this happen? I understand now. It must have been the owner of that giant hand when I selected you and teleported you here!"

Qing Mo said, "What? You chose me? But the old man told me he chose me! I thought I'd started this transmigration with no system!"

The system said, "Bullshit! I got intercepted! X﹏X"