From the Start, I Train My Body by Chopping Wood, and All My Disciples Are Primordial Powerhouses

Zhang Tao transmigrates to the primordial world and becomes one of the innate humans. Foreseeing the grim future, he promptly makes a run for it, only to drift at sea and be picked up by Patriarch Bodhi, becoming his first disciple. His talent for the Immortal Way is unbelievably poor? Fortunately, he's linked to images of Guangtou Qiang and the Big Bad Wolf. Chop wood in the morning and achieve sainthood through the strength of your body; modify a magic treasure by hand in the afternoon and turn a postnatal treasure into a primordial one! When he takes disciples on his master's behalf, he ends up with a whole bunch of “poor little things”: a monkey spurned by the Heavenly Dao, a down-and-out Dragon Prince, a bull couple hunted down by their enemies, an unwanted troublemaker... Thinking he can't cultivate himself, he can only hand them a pile of “little trinkets” for self-defense: headphones that can eavesdrop on the Heavenly Dao, a bubble machine that summons wind and rain, a spiked vest that reflects damage, an eraser that wipes away the evil aura of a Demon Pill... He only wants to live a quiet life with his disciples on Mount Fangcun. Little does he know that every item he gives them is absurdly powerful, and that his disciples will use the “junk” gear he gave them to make a name for themselves throughout the primordial world. Each becomes a renowned figure: the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, a God of War of the Heavenly Court, a Great Sage of the Demon Clan, or a Lord Who Subdues Demons! When the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods begins, Yang Jian and Nezha weep as they beg to join his sect, while the Western sages stare at him with hungry eyes. But Zhang Tao can only stare, completely baffled, at his terrifyingly powerful disciples. “Wait! Your strength has nothing to do with me! I'm just a farmer!” Then one day, the Chaos Demon Gods come to devour Heaven and Earth. The sages are routed, and the primordial world crumbles... Zhang Tao silently pulls out the axe he has used to chop wood for countless years.