I’m Just Cultivating, What’s with All These People Making Stuff Up?

In the courtyard, Ling Feng is weeding and fertilizing the vegetable garden.

A group of cultivators: "Look! Our senior is demonstrating the creation of heaven and earth, the birth and death of all things. Hurry and write it down!"

Ling Feng sits by the pond with a fishing rod, fishing.

A group of cultivators: "Look! Our senior is imparting the Dao, showing us how the Great Way returns to the One. We must comprehend it well. Hurry and write it down!"

Ling Feng looks at a map of the Nine Provinces and points at the Soul Refining Sect. What an evil name for a sect.

A group of cultivators: "Senior, the Soul Refining Sect has already been wiped out. What else displeases you? We'll make sure to note it down!"

Ling Feng looks at the eager, reverent faces around him and helplessly shakes his head.

"What displeases me? This whole world displeases me. You're all kings of overthinking. Can you just give it a rest?"

A group of cultivators: "Our senior has issued an order! Gather every cultivator in the Nine Provinces. Today, we slay the heavens!!!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.