This story is for those who are sick of standard Cultivation/Xianxia transmigration tropes and want something a bit more logical when it comes to the reaction of families, cultivators, and the world, but a ton more unhinged in the way the cheat ability works. The cheat ability has to get those powers somehow and from somewhere, right? Janson is fully aware of cultivation world tropes, but learns the actual setting along with the reader. Please don't ask me about the plot in the comments, I have a hard time not spoiling my story if someone asks. Janson Kullan was living the dream. Grammy-nominated DJ, adored by millions, with a heart of gold hidden beneath the platinum chains. Then, in a flash of cosmic irony, and he's torn from his world and thrust into another as Jang Ku, the 'evilest sheep' of a powerful cultivation clan. Problem is, this 'sheep' is more like a rabid honey badger with a trust fund and a talent for making enemies. Janson is saddled with a toxic reputation, a family who mistakes his attempts at decency for a demonic possession, and absolutely zero talent for the mystical arts that govern this new reality. Due to the nature of transmigration being both known, and highly stigmatized, Janson is, in fact, in deep shit! Now a fugitive and branded a "Heavenly Demon" in a world where power is everything and mercy is for the weak, Janson must navigate treacherous cultivation politics- by going the hell around them, outrun his past sins (and his even worse present family) by literally running away, and somehow master his newfound abilities before they get him killed! Oh, and about those abilities? Let's just say they come with a catch - a cosmic game of 'My mind is over there, drooling, while my body is playing musical chairs with the mushroom god and striking down a random evildoer, insulting everyone all the way.' where every upgrade or boost triggers a psychedelic trip, forcing his body to perform increasingly bizarre and dangerous feats in order to survive. Imagine breakdancing up a city wall while inventing a new movement technique or accidentally inventing a Talent increasing pill while trying to bake a cultivation pill cake that involves mortal combat with a bear and insulting the nine generations of 100 different cultivation clans just to escape the clan that sent you running that way in the first place. Indeed, insulting cultivators in the most poetically offensive way possible is the best way to survive! It's a recipe for disaster, seasoned liberally with excessively close calls, cooked in a dangerous concoction of reality-breaking encounters and marinated in enough collateral damage to make even the most hardened cultivator cringe. Tasty, my good friend! Can Janson outrun not-actually-his past, master actually-his unpredictable powers, and carve out a new destiny in this, unforgiving world? Or will his attempt to escape Jang Ku's legacy leave him trapped in a reality even crazier than the life Janson left behind? Janson knows that if he survives long enough, he might actually stop nearly dying- Once he's good with that, then he can try carving out destinies! I don't think he's amused! Let the punch-wizardry commence! I really am trying, guys. Please enjoy, I pour all of my heart into all of my stories. Kicking The Bucket Talent Shop was a victim of me trusting amazon to not railroad me for no reason at all, and Human Lord Summoning was just me over-complicating things in regards to the story. But I really feel like you guys would enjoy reading this story as much as I love writing it. Please don't force me to Hiatus this story by passing right by it. Please give this story a chance.