Su Chen traveled to the world of cultivating immortals. He had no spiritual roots and was unable to practice, so he had to open a "mortal bookstore" in a secluded alley. He just wanted to be a quiet mortal reading and writing, and occasionally playing with flowers and plants.
He didn't know that the calligraphy he threw away had become the supreme sword manual that countless sword immortals fought for.
He didn't know that the native chickens raised in his backyard were immortal phoenixes with noble blood.
He didn't know that the carp in his pond were ancient dragon gods who could turn rivers upside down.
He didn't even know that those humble old men who came to him every day to "answer their doubts" were actually the powerful ancestors of the Holy Land in the outside world.
Whenever someone calls him "senior", "master" or "immortal" in shock, Su Chen always feels helpless:
"I'm really just a mortal. Are you immortal cultivators too strong in your imagination?"
This is the story of a max-level boss who returns to the novice village and only wants to be a mortal, but always accidentally shakes up the whole world.
