Li Chang'an traveled back in time to the Southern Song Dynasty, initially thinking he could make a name for himself using his knowledge from the future, but—

The system is 99.99% loaded... It's been stuck for a full hundred years!

He was neither good at literature nor martial arts; even the Beggars' Sect thought he had no talent!

He can only rely on toxic motivational quotes to fool people in the underworld, and has become a notorious old charlatan in Jiaxing City...

until--

Guo Jing: "This senior must be a reclusive master!"

Huang Rong: "You old liar! Even my father can't fake it as well as you!"

When I was old and frail, the system finally activated!

Travel through various realms + take on disciples and receive rewards!

Li Chang'an stroked his beard and smiled: "Disciples, your master is getting old, and fighting is no longer appropriate for me... Here, take this pile of elixirs and divine skills, and remember to be filial to your master!"

"dominate!"

"As far as I know, at least three main gods are missing. Those godhoods should be in the hands of you few rule masters!"

Luke said leisurely.

"If I were to release this information, do you think the other rulers of the rules would step in to help me obtain a suitable main godhood?"

"Luke!"

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, the Lord of Destruction's expression changed instantly.

"Don't get agitated, Your Majesty!"

Luke waved his hand.

“Luke, although I really want to take back the token, the Spear of Destruction, I only have one Destiny Godhead.”

"I cannot kill a water-type main god just because of your words, especially a mid-level main god. Other rule rulers would certainly disagree."

"A divine title for destiny? It's not impossible, given the existence of a supreme ruler..."