Why Are All My Disciples Children of Destiny?

Workaholic Lin Feng transmigrates to the cultivation world, only to discover that his talent is good-for-nothing. He promptly decides to lie flat. A small plot of land, a *hut, growing vegetables and drinking tea: life is peaceful and easy. He casually saves a boy who has fainted from hunger and offhandedly offers him a couple of pointers: "Even chopping wood is a form of cultivation." So how did every one of his disciples attain enlightenment and make rapid progress in their cultivation? The ordinary vegetable garden in his eyes becomes a supreme secret realm coveted by immortals and demons alike, while the doodles he draws on a whim are revered as a heavenly scripture of the Great Dao. When an unparalleled demon king arrives at the little village with overwhelming might, ready to crush this "mortal," he sees the three disciples behind him slowly rise to their feet: the Sword Venerable, the Empress, and the Demon Sage all gaze coldly at him.

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