A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

I, Han Li, am the most mysterious legend of Qixuanmen. My junior fellow students stayed up late at night to read, while I slept soundly under the moonlight. They said that "man and nature are one, and I enlightened in my dreams." The boss promised me a huge profit and invited me to participate in the competition. I waved my hand and refused. They said that I was "indifferent to fame and fortune and returned to my original nature." The demons came and everyone fought bloody battles. I turned around and ran away. They said I "save the fire and be foresighted." No one knows that I am just a time traveler bound to the "lying flat system". The less I wanted to move, the louder the noise was. The more I wanted to be unknown, the more famous I became. Even Nangong Wan, the Yuanying ancestor of the Biyue Sect, came to the door in person, his beautiful eyes full of inquiry: "Fellow Taoist, what kind of Tao are you cultivating?" I faced her scrutinizing gaze with a vicissitudes of life on my face, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and faintly uttered two words: "…health insurance." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.