Ye Chen traveled to the world of cultivating immortals. There was no system, no golden fingers, and his spiritual roots were extremely useless. In desperation, he had no choice but to open a "Gui Chen Study" in a small border town, where he could write, read, grow flowers and drink tea, and be a mortal who had nothing to do with the world.
What he doesn't know is——
The words he wrote casually can make the sword master realize his enlightenment and open the gate of heaven with his sword.
A piece of grass he planted unintentionally was the elixir of immortality that brought the dead back to life.
The ordinary spring water he used to make tea was the chaotic spiritual liquid that countless powers competed for.
A peerless fairy once cried in front of him and complained about the difficulty of practicing. Ye Chen comforted him casually: "Cultivation, isn't it as simple as eating and drinking?"
When the fairy heard the words, she was enlightened and broke through the shackles on the spot, achieving the position of empress with everlasting power.
There was once a demonic giant who tried to do harm to him. Before he got even a hundred feet away from the study, he was blown by a gust of breeze and disappeared into thin air, his spirit and soul extinguished.
When the top experts in the entire world regard "Gui Chen Study" as the supreme holy place and respect Ye Chen as an unspeakable taboo existence, Ye Chen is still worried about next month's rent.
He sighed: "I am just a mortal, can you cultivators stay away from me?"
