Fortune Chases Him Everywhere. Why Should We Bother Cultivating Immortality?

[Steamrolling, comedy, System, feel-good power fantasy]

Since ancient times, the cultivation world has followed the law of the jungle, where the strong reign supreme. Everyone fights tooth and nail over the opportunities on the path to immortality.

Though brutal, this has been an ironclad rule for countless ages. After all, cultivation means defying fate, and dying along the way is perfectly normal.

But then, one day, a terrifyingly talented young man with an invincible background burst onto the scene.

Wherever he went, countless ancient secret realms, immortal weapons, divine arms, immortal beasts, and divine beasts all came running out on their own, weeping and begging him to take them in.

The whole cultivation world was dumbfounded. Seriously, it's everyone's first time being human, so why are you so ridiculously exceptional?

A certain Child of Destiny: "Would you believe me if I told you that I just glanced at him in a crowd, and my Empress golden finger ran off to join him?"

A certain World Lord: "I hereby lodge a stern protest! Heavenly Dao, you piece of trash, why didn't you stop him? You just stood by and watched him haul off every treasure in the entire world?"

A certain Heavenly Dao: "You probably won't believe this, but if I dare say even one word, he'll be the one in charge of the Heavenly Dao tomorrow!"

They couldn't afford to provoke him, couldn't beat him, and weren't as lucky as he was. So the big shots of the cultivation world could only burn incense every day, begging the Great Dao to hurry up and let this guy ascend.