Xuanhuan: I'm Really Not a Cultivator

[Comedy + Misunderstandings + No Harem + Absolutely Invincible + Protagonist Is Not the Sharpest Tool in the Shed...]

In a world where cultivation depends entirely on spiritual roots, what’s the point of having ten thousand levels of body refinement?

After suffering one setback after another, Zhao Qing decides to lie flat and run a Baizhengtang pharmacy to make ends meet.

He spends his days playing chess and dancing with the neighborhood seniors, and occasionally goes into the mountains to gather herbs for a little extra income, enjoying a happy retirement ahead of schedule.

But the arrival of two peerless powerhouses shatters the peace of this remote little town.

“Is the man kneeling at the door the continent’s number-one Medicine King?”

“And that maid massaging his legs... isn’t she the Empress of the Scarlet Phoenix Divine Dynasty?”

“That chicken... that chicken... is Lord Chicken, the one who swallowed the ruler of the Divine Realm?”

“Oh heavens! So many gods, so many immortals! What kind of place is this...?”

Faced with a crowd of people suddenly showing up to ask him to take them as disciples, Zhao Qing can only turn them down helplessly. “I really am not a cultivator...”