I'm Addicted to Cultivation, but the Heavenly Dao Tells Me to Get Lost!

Even a nobody can stumble upon great fortune.

The son of a peerless genius is a good-for-nothing. Captured by his enemies, he was about to have his hands and feet severed. Who could have guessed that disaster would turn into a blessing? Thus began his rough and winding journey along the path of immortal and martial cultivation.

He grows spiritual herbs in his pocket dimension, contracts divine beasts, practices alchemy and talisman-making, studies all kinds of formations, and kills, seizes treasures, and snatches opportunities.

He walks the knife's edge of danger and seeks the Dao amid plots and schemes.

This is a chaotic age. Years from now, when everyone bows down before him, who would imagine that this awe-inspiring God of War was once no better than they were?