I'm a Cultivator, So Why Are You Hiring Me as a Mercenary?

Du Ling had cultivated for over a thousand years. His mortal attachments remained unresolved, so he had yet to enter the Otherworld, but his cultivation had already surpassed that of many immortals there.

After three hundred years in seclusion, he emerged in the Holy City to find war raging and the powerful slaughtering one another.

Unable to bear the hell on earth, Du Ling decided to intervene once more. But first, he would retrieve his wine cup, wine jug, and sword.

"You stole my treasures and took them to your Sunset Museum. Now I've come to claim them back, and you won't hand them over?"

"You want me to prove they're mine?"

"Damn it, you can't even read the writing on them, and you still claim they're yours?"

"You're like a giant lantern in a latrine, utterly clueless!"

After retrieving his sword, Du Ling was on his way back to the Holy City when he unexpectedly encountered an American aircraft carrier.

"I'm a cultivator. Cutting this aircraft carrier in half with one sword strike is perfectly reasonable, right?"

Those who became immortals in the mortal realm could enter the Otherworld; those who advanced further in the Otherworld could enter the Divine Realm. Those from the Otherworld could not descend to the mortal realm, while the inhabitants of the Divine Realm governed the beings of all three realms.

The many troubles in the mortal world were actually caused by powerful beings from the Divine Realm and Otherworld intruding into it. Wielding his sword, Du Ling would protect all living beings, battle the gods, and defend peace in the mortal realm.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.