I'm Really Not a Martial God

I've been in this world for ten years. My name is Ye Qiu, and every day I raise fish, forge iron, and feed chickens.

Watching cultivators fly overhead, Ye Qiu could only laugh helplessly. “When will I be able to do that?”

Then one day, someone said, “Martial God Ye is practicing his punches again. Every move reveals the Dao of martial arts. Truly, there are immortals in heaven and a Martial God among mortals!”

Ye Qiu said, “Who are you talking about? It definitely isn't me. I'm just practicing my Five Thunder Whips, that's all. Yeah, definitely not me.”

“Martial God Ye, please take me in. I'd be happy just to be your maidservant.”

“Martial God Ye, please take me in as your old servant.”

The strongest people on the continent wanted to serve him, while the Holy Land's Saintess and its Holy Lord wanted to be his maidservants.

Ye Qiu said, “I'm really not a Martial God. I only know the Five Thunder Whips.”

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