Cultivating Immortality, Starting as a Corporate Drone

After working overtime for forty-eight hours straight, Lin Fan's vision went black. When he opened his eyes again, he had become a low-born outer-sect odd-job disciple in the great cultivation sect Yunlan Sect, bullied by everyone. The immortal sect was magnificent, yet rigidly hierarchical. The road to immortality was long, but resources were monopolized. The promised rewards of 996 had become the sect's “immortal blessings.” He'd gone from a code monkey to a wage slave, with just as much pressure as before, and now he even had to take a beating? Facing a hellish start with a useless spiritual root, scarce resources, and enemies all around, Lin Fan took a deep breath. “I know this routine. Isn't it just switching jobs and working my way up?” And so, the scrolls of immortal art quietly turned into project management Gantt charts. Competing for treasures in secret realms became carefully planned team-building exercises and risk assessments. Breaking through in cultivation? That was a dedicated project requiring the optimal allocation of resources! Office politics? That called for effective upward management and communication across teams! Just as Lin Fan struggled to survive at the bottom of the immortal world using the workplace skills he'd learned in his previous life, thinking this was just another round of “blessings,” he stumbled upon a pitch-black stone that could forcibly gather spiritual energy... From then on, he had to navigate both a cultivation career built on careful calculations and social savvy, and a deeply hidden, world-defying treasure that the world would not tolerate. How can Lin Fan keep his secret hidden and use these dual advantages to carve out a place for himself on an immortal path full of deadly traps? “Immortal Lords and fellow Daoists, welcome to the cultivation world. My version update starts now.”