From the Start, I Practiced a Longevity Art and Accidentally Lived for a Billion Years

My name is Lin Chen, and I cultivate only to stay alive. While others defy fate to change their destinies, I practice the Longevity Arts, hoping only to live a peaceful life until I'm a hundred. Who could have guessed that my cautious existence would last a hundred thousand years? I watched generation after generation of prodigies pass away and outlasted one dynasty after another. The ancient ruins everyone fights over were once just a backyard I got tired of living in. The mighty Immortal Emperor, revered across the realms, used to be a little kid who chased after me, crying for candy. I'm just a groundskeeper, a teahouse owner, a grower of immortal herbs... In everyone's eyes, I'm merely an old Qi Refining cultivator nearing the end of his lifespan, no threat to anyone. Then the apocalypse descended. The Immortal Emperor fell in a spray of blood, and the gods perished. With no other choice, I picked up my broom and slapped them across the face. “Sorry, but you woke this old man from his nap.” I, Lin Chen, survived from ordinary mortal to Supreme Celestial Venerable. I have only one thing to say: Being alive is the true path to invincibility.