I Said I Couldn't Cultivate, but You Called Me an Immortal

Country paths crisscrossed one another, and the sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking could be heard everywhere.

Early-rising Auntie Zhang did her broadcast exercises with a huge boulder balanced on her head...

Uncle Wang, who was going to plow his field, carried a water buffalo on his shoulder as he headed there...

The children on the western side of the village walked across the water to catch the big goose that had run away from home...

Old Zhang at the village entrance was still sleeping up in a tree.

It was a scene of perfect peace and harmony.

Then he, too, picked up the two enormous boulders by his front door and used them to work out.

He did dozens of one-finger handstand push-ups as well.

He did the push-ups distractedly, thinking to himself:

"Sigh, it's been a thousand years. Other than that book on the medicine of all things from the beginner's gift pack the System gave me, all I've gotten every day for a thousand years is extra lifespan."

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