You Agreed to Go Down the Mountain to Retire, and You Killed the Immortal Emperor with One Sword?

Shen Qiu, who had drawn a sword on top of the snow-capped mountains for a hundred years and was still stuck at the ninth level of Qi training, always thought that he was a loser in the world of immortality. Until his master passed away, he followed his last wish and carried the sword box and urn down the mountain, preparing to find a small town to spend the rest of his life. He was very distressed because he only knew how to draw a sword with one move and his cultivation level was low. The world under the mountain was so dangerous. How could he survive? However—— Encountered by mountain bandits, he drew his sword to defend himself, trying to scare the enemy away, but accidentally split the entire mountain in half. On the way, he encountered an evil young man who bullied a man and a woman. He drew his sword and wanted to teach him a lesson, but a burst of sword energy evaporated the man and his soul. There was a peerless genius who looked down upon him, so he had no choice but to draw his sword to spar. As a result, the opponent's Taoist heart and sword were shattered into pieces. The saints of the Holy Land, the enchantress of the Demon Sect, and the peerless empress came to his door one after another, crying and shouting to use them as scabbards for his swords. Shen Qiu was very distressed: I am really just a ninth-level Qi practitioner. Why do you have to force me to draw my sword? I just want to drink some wine quietly, listen to some dirty jokes, and live the life of a common man. Is it so difficult?