Revered as an Immortal: I'm a Good-for-Nothing in the Immortal Realm

"Break through by first breaking down, then be reborn through nirvana..." Li Haochen murmured to himself, his gaze gradually growing resolute. He knew this was his only chance. If he let it slip by, he would lose forever the chance to change his fate.

He took a deep breath, turned to the next page, and began cultivating the Nine Revolutions Golden Body Art.

"Boom!"

A powerful aura erupted from within Li Haochen. The spiritual energy in the cave seemed drawn to him, surging wildly into his body. Li Haochen's body trembled violently, and a pained expression appeared on his face.

Just then, a phantom figure slowly emerged in the center of the spring. A pair of icy eyes fixed on Li Haochen, and a voice rang out as if from the depths of the Netherworld: "You dare trespass in a forbidden area. Die!"

The phantom in the center of the spring gradually solidified, transforming into an old man in a blue robe. His beard and hair were snow-white, his face stern, and an suffocating pressure radiated from him. He was the guardian of this spiritual vein, and had watched over it for tens of thousands of years.

"Spare me, senior!" Li Haochen managed to say through the rampant spiritual energy in his body, which left him in unbearable pain. "I entered this place by mistake. I meant no offense."

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