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Thirty Years East, Thirty Years West. Don’t you bully the young and poor!

Split open the sky! 

Go against Heaven! 

Sick and tired of that kind of cultivation quote and troupe? The never-ending long grind that seemed to have one world after another once you supposedly reached the false apexes? 

Well, it’s time to broaden your horizons! You shall now be blessed with the perspective of someone who’s at the top of the top: Ye Ming.

Someone who had foolishly decided to experience mortal life before realizing how crap it was. It was time to return to his real life. 

“I wasn’t born with a diamond spoon, but born with the endgame life.” Ye Ming laughed sinisterly. He was the sole Young Master of a family who dominated everything already.

Trash cultivation? Trash spiritual roots? Trash background? 

Sorry, but that ain’t Ye Ming! 

However, he does have one great and relatable trait: procrastination.

The Heavenly Dao System

3 months had gone by since Ye Ming was forced to take on the student role, learning all types of professions and finally cultivating.

His eyes were lifeless, but his body and mental health remained top-notch.

"Young Master, please stop sulking too much." By his side, Qing Lan tried to console him. In her hand, she was holding a bowl and trying to feed him more Spirit Food.

"3 months went by, but in reality, I was stuck here for 300 years." Ye Ming pursed his lips and wanted to lash out.

However, he had nowhere to vent.

He finally understands why most protagonists begin in the lowest world of the most backwater area. After all, they would only be forced to focus on one or two things at most.

Their brain wouldn't be overloaded and the expectation on them wouldn't be high either. In fact, most of the time, they were going to be called trash or inferior.

Civil War