Only One Year Left to Live, I Defy Fate with Ten-Thousand-Fold Returns from Favorability

Transmigrated into a xianxia world, I awaken in the body of a dying elder with barely a year of lifespan left, doomed to perish. At the brink of death, the Perfect Life System activates, granting an overpowered ability: every point of favorability with beauties yields a hundred to ten-thousand-fold rewards. I win over countless stunning ladies, draw on their fortunes to extend my life and break cultivation shackles. Rising from a lowly handyman on the verge of death, I conquer all realms through endless ages and ascend to become the supreme emperor of heaven and earth. Jiang Ping was a transmigrator. By a bizarre twist of fate, he’d crossed over into the body of a dying old man—and a system had arrived alongside him. Relying on this system, he would defy fate and forge tangled, passionate bonds with a string of stunning beauties. Sighing deeply… A woman stood before him, clad in a sheer gauze skirt as thin as cicada wings. Her skin peeked through the fabric, glowing with an alluring luster, her figure graceful and lithe. A few stray strands of hair clung playfully to her pale, slender neck, lending her an extra touch of coquettish charm. Her full bosom and slender waist formed an impeccable curve, radiating an irresistible allure. This woman was Lin Miaoyin. "Senior Brother Jiang, your time draws near. If you have any last wishes, I shall fulfill them all for you." Jiang Ping was originally a man from Earth who’d transmigrated to this world. The second he’d opened his eyes, he’d immediately wanted to hang himself from a gnarled tree branch. The reason was simple: he’d woken up trapped in the body of a man well past seventy. He had no will to live, yet lacked the resolve to die. That was when the system appeared. Congratulations on awakening the Perfect Life System. Jiang Ping ignored Lin Miaoyin and cursed inwardly: Darn this system! What good are you to me when I’m already on my deathbed? He only had one year of lifespan left. Jiang Ping lifted his gaze to look at the breathtakingly beautiful Lin Miaoyin, his heart filled with a jumble of emotions. From the memories flooding his mind, she was a heaven-favored genius blessed with extraordinary cultivation talent. Shen Peizhi, Palace Lord of the Yin-Yang Palace, had once chanced upon Lin Miaoyin and intended to take her back to the palace to nurture her personally. Yet Lin Miaoyin had refused outright, unwilling to be separated from her beloved Jiang Ping. Shen Peizhi had nearly struck Jiang Ping dead with a single palm, but feared the karmic backlash it would bring to her own cultivation path. Left with no choice, she brought Jiang Ping to the Yin-Yang Palace as well, assigning him to work as a menial disciple in the medicinal herb garden. Under Shen Peizhi’s tutelage, Lin Miaoyin soon awakened her Water Spirit Physique. Her cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, and she had now reached the Core Formation Realm. Jiang Ping, by contrast, was stuck firmly at the fifth layer of Qi Refining. He’d only managed to reach even this trivial realm because Lin Miaoyin had forced upon him precious pills she could not bear to consume herself. "Brother Jiang, I’d planned to bury you a year from now before secluding myself for cultivation. But my master has foreseen a great tribulation awaiting me and insists I enter seclusion at once. By the time I emerge, you will be nothing but a handful of loam."