I Really Just Want to Save Up and Open a Noodle Shop

Li Wangsheng transmigrated to a cultivation world and spent six years sweeping the steps of the Qingyun Sect.

His goal was clear: save enough spirit stones to buy back the homestead his father had sold, then go down the mountain and open a noodle shop.

The sect master had been stuck at the peak of the Golden Core realm for twenty-three years. After hearing Li Wangsheng mutter, "Whoever wants to sweep can do it themselves," his bottleneck shattered on the spot, and he fell to his knees, calling him Senior.

When the outer sect steward skimmed his wages, Li Wangsheng tossed aside his broom and smashed open the secret compartment where the steward hid his money. The steward kowtowed and begged for mercy.

When the Tianjian Sect came to attack, Li Wangsheng dodged, accidentally letting go of his woodcutter's knife. It severed the reins of their spirit beast, and the Tianjian Sect elder knelt and offered up his sword with both hands.

The entire sect was whispering: The one on Sweeping Peak is an old ancestor who has been hidden away for three thousand years.

Li Wangsheng counted the spirit stones in his arms. He was still seven hundred short.

"What exactly do you want from me?"

Old Wang crunched on sunflower seeds. "They want your Dao. You want their money. Those don't conflict."

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