I am a cultivator, reborn a thousand years in the past.
Like the senior who was reborn before me, my world is full of clichés.
A villain who gets dumbed down, an old man encountered on the road, keeping quiet when mocked and pretending to be weak before revealing one’s strength, and playing the hero to save a beauty just to bask in the glory.
Oh no, none of that exists here.
As a cultivator, naturally I have to be a little different.
The people of Sakura Nation come to our land of Huaxia to steal precious herbs?
I become a sword immortal, race a hundred miles, and cleave Mount Fuji in two with one strike.
The Eagle Nation steals our martial arts secrets?
I cross the ocean and destroy their warships with a wave of my hand.
“One of our soldiers has gone missing in your beautiful country. We’re sending peacekeeping troops to investigate.”
“This isn’t a request.”
“Su Yu, why can you do whatever you want?!”
“Because I’m a cultivator. Want to learn? I’ll teach you!”
