Immortality, Master Really Has Nothing Hidden Up His Sleeve

[Longevity + No CP + No Female Lead + Master and Disciple + Cozy Daily Life + No Angst + Invincible] A story told from the perspective of an immortal who cultivates longevity with his disciple, sharing the everyday details of life and observing the countless people of the world. (The disciple handles the fighting, while the master enjoys a peaceful life.) Everyone's heard of rain falling from the sky, but not children. Qingyang journeyed through myriad worlds, and somehow this good fortune fell right into his lap. From then on, his lonely path to immortality had a chattering voice to keep him company. “Master, you have to live to be a hundred! I don't want you to die!” “Wicked disciple, are you cursing your master?” When faced with a powerful enemy, Qingyang furrowed his brow and took several steps back, placing Li Xiaoyu in front of him. “My good disciple, I have faith in you.” Li Xiaoyu looked at the enormous banyan tree spirit before him. “Master! I can't beat it.” “If you can't beat it, run!” “Got it!!” Qingyang watched his disciple run off, sighed, and lifted a finger. A ball of fire ignited the banyan tree spirit, turning it to charcoal in an instant. “Was it really that hard to fight?” When faced with a host of talented cultivators: A confident glint flashed in Li Xiaoyu's eyes. He raised his chin slightly. “In this cultivation world, I'll make sure everyone knows...” “I, Li Xiangyi, reign supreme in the sword!” “I'll stand atop the highest peaks, look down on all heroes, and outshine every prodigy.” Qingyang: My disciple sure has been reading a lot of those storybooks.