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Fang Jiuyi was a transmigrator from the Blue Planet.
And like any other transmigrator, he is also aspiring to become immortal and eternal.
After struggling for hundreds of thousands of years, his aspiration became a reality.
But there was one thing he didn't anticipate after he reached the top.
There was nothing to do!
Continue cultivate? What for? He is already the strongest. He was not a local who was addicted to cultivation!
In the end, even when he became the strongest, he couldn't escape from his human nature.
He became bored, so he tried everything to alleviate his boredom.
After millions of years, he came back to square one; he had already tried everything.
So he chose to slumber.
When he woke up again, he finally had some ideas to alleviate his boredom!
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Wei Fang, a native of the cultivation world, was suddenly offered to bond with a system.

He treats it carefully, as he needs to offer his soul to it. But, when the circumstances called for it, he didn't have a choice but to do so.

Something that he felt to be a devil previously turned out to be something that could help him achieve greater heights in cultivation.

Armed with the system, what path would he choose and what height could he achieve?

Entertainment For The Bored Immortal

Couldn't think about anything, Wei Fang chose to repeat the process once more. Pounding, grounding, mixing, and finally creating another portion of moon cream.

He looked at his still-wounded forearm and removed all of the previous moon cream from it before applying the new one. Even though the speed of his forearm healing had increased for a bit, it was still far from what he could remember.

He made another moon cream again, but the effect was still not up to standards.

Even though the moon cream was not as effective as he remembered, his wound still healed after the fourth try, and he needed to slash it again.

Maybe because he didn't control his strength properly or because of his frustration, his slash was still causing the same deep injury.

He then applied the freshly made moon cream, but the result was not satisfactory. It was even worse than his moon cream before.

No Cut Out For It