(Note: This book is absolutely not a mindless power fantasy. It is quite challenging to read, and you need to get at least to Chapter 17 to understand it. If you lack patience, don't try it on a whim!)
Now that spiritual qi revival means anyone can cultivate immortality, I'm not saying everyone here is a Great Love Immortal Venerable.
"Great Love Immortal Venerable? That's a nice name. It really suits someone like me, who does good deeds every day."
"Fellow Daoist, what you say is quite true, but why is your banner belching black smoke?"
"Bah! What black smoke? That's primordial purple qi, used to purify souls. Don't go saying I can't see straight. I'll sue you for slander!"
"Th-this... Why do I think I can hear screams?"
"What screams? I don't hear anything. Why don't you come over and listen more closely, Fellow Daoist?"
"N-no... Forget it... M-my mom... told me... to go home for dinner..."
"Wait, Fellow Daoist! Hey! Don't run! You... Banner, come!"
I wasted my youth on leisure and idleness. Now we're all brothers in the Myriad Souls Banner.
It's not a newbie, I think it's quite interesting.
There is still room for improvement