Mu Chenfeng transmigrated to the Ninefold Continent.
Here, immortals can turn the world upside down, great demons can shake mountains and moons, and spirit herbs can grant immortality.
But he... was a cultivation failure who could only draw and write, dabble in side jobs, and dream of reaching Foundation Establishment.
Who could have guessed that his paintings would be hailed as the work of an immortal, his pills as peerless treasures unseen since ancient times, his novels as the words of a sage, and his weapons as supreme treasures of fortune? Even his disciples would become supreme beings throughout the ages.
As countless cultivation experts and heaven's favored geniuses flocked to kneel outside his humble little courtyard, which people had dubbed a sacred spirit realm, Mu Chenfeng sighed. "Sigh, I'm really not some big shot!"
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
