I Shed My Mortal Body to Escape, and the Heavenly Dao Calls Me a Heartless Rogue!

[System + Comedy + Ruthless Action + Heartbreak + Sharp Wits]

System: If you’re not cultivating for immortality or invincibility, then what are you cultivating for? To repair phones?

Protagonist: I mean, I could do that. I can fix air conditioners and computers, too!

System: Get lost!

That day, he stood atop South Mountain beneath a clear sky stretching for thousands of miles.

He gripped a three-foot blade of icy steel!

With one slash, he split the Nine Provinces, then addressed the countless living beings of the world:

"My sword cleaves South Mountain and crosses the Nine Provinces. Who dares bar the way of this wanderer through the mortal world?

I need only ask with my sword."

Seeing that no one dared to stop him, he stepped through the immortal gates and ascended.

The tale has been passed down through the ages.

Only a few lines of legend still echo through the world:

"For whom do the three thousand gates of heaven open? All who see him lower their eyes."

"The road to immortality is strewn with ten thousand bones. Who still knows me as I once was...?"

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