Republic-era Daoist Meng Dashi wakes from a long sleep to find the world utterly transformed. He couldn't care less about phones, cars, or skyscrapers. He can only pull a long face and lament, “The spiritual energy here is so thin, it’s practically a joke!”
Luckily, the cultivation power that mysteriously awakened within him is the real deal. He had planned to live quietly as a modern hermit, but martial artists, demon beasts, and people with special abilities keep showing up to “deliver their heads.” Meng Dashi spreads his hands helplessly. “I just want to cultivate in peace. Why do you insist on making me fight?”
After taking down wave after wave of “experience packs,” he gazes at this technological world and comes to a realization: forget ascending to immortality, even reaching Foundation Establishment is like scavenging through a junkyard! So he abandons the city’s splendor and its beautiful women, shatters the void, and enters the cultivation world.
“Here I come, new map! I hope the spiritual energy over there is like full-bar Wi-Fi with unlimited data!”
I really like this kind of language style, but it doesn't update quickly, so take your time.