All My Fellow Daoists Are Sick!

A cataclysm thirty thousand years ago plunged all cultivators across the heavens into slumber. None of them expected that, thirty thousand years later, they would wake to find the world completely changed. The Cave-Heaven Origin Immortal, a mighty figure of the Light Qi Realm who once split the firmament with a single sword, is now my editor. The leader of the Imperial Heaven Demon Cult, at the peak of the Divine Connection Realm and hailed as the greatest demon of all time, now lives the ordinary life of an office worker, putting in nine-to-nine, six days a week. And then there's the Exquisite Jade Maiden, at the peak of the Light Qi Realm, a peerless beauty whose smile could topple a city. Now she's a shut-in next door, living off the money her big brother earns by singing in the street. As for me, my background is quite extraordinary: I'm the friend who once crossed paths with the personal disciple of the son of the ninth disciple of the fourth disciple under the illustrious Supreme Sovereign True Immortal. Right now, my editor is hot on my heels, trying to kill me...