After I Ascended, the World of Cultivation Fell into a Collective Decline.

>The day I ascended, I drained the entire world of cultivation of spiritual energy. >The ancestor of Xianmen fell to the ground on the spot, and his three thousand years of Taoism were wiped out. >The Demon Lord's true fire was extinguished and he became mortal iron. >Even the Ghost King under the Nine Nethers began to reincarnate due to exhaustion of soul power. >When the entire cultivation world issued a wanted order, I was lying in the teahouse and yawning. >"I can finally sleep peacefully." >The monk who was chasing me knelt down and offered the artifact: "Please accept it!" > "Otherwise, others will think that we have never come to hunt you down." >I casually crushed the artifact: "It's too brittle and hurts my hands." >They cried even harder: "Then tell me, what is not fragile?"