Jun Wuyi, the Heartless Sage Lord, once suppressed the ages with a single sword and ended a dark upheaval. After living too long and growing weary of being so powerful, he finally chose to retire. His ideal life was simple: fishing and growing vegetables in a spiritual-energy wasteland, pursuing the utmost peace and... boredom.
On his very first day of retirement, however, he casually rescued a young cultivator named Su Qianxue who was being hunted. From then on, trouble came one thing after another.
To find some peace and quiet, he tossed out a few cultivation manuals he called “table-leg shims” and a handful of spirit grains he called “chicken feed,” hoping to get rid of the noisy “flies.” Who could have guessed that his disciples would make astonishing leaps in cultivation, while the old tortoise guarding the mountain would drink some dishwater and transform into a dragon on the spot? In the blink of an eye, a barren wilderness had become the finest blessed land in the lower realm.
Word spread that he was a hidden master, and geniuses and daughters of immortal sects flocked to him, weeping and pleading to become his disciples. Jun Wuyi looked at the female disciples before him, each with a different personality but equally hard to deal with, and found himself at a loss.
The cool and resolute eldest senior sister, the clever and mischievous second junior sister, the loyal third junior sister who was cold on the outside but warm within, and the gentle, timid youngest junior sister... They schemed and fought over “who is Master's favorite disciple,” stirring up a storm of jealousy that exhausted him even more than facing an assault by the ten great immortal sects.
When a hundred thousand immortal soldiers blotted out the sky and demanded that he surrender his treasures and disciples, Jun Wuyi finally sighed and slowly raised a hand:
“I only want to retire in peace. Why do you insist on making me take action...”
At that moment, the heavens and earth lost their color, and the laws of the world collapsed.
At that very moment, the four female disciples behind him exchanged glances and thought, “Once we've dealt with these fools, we'll settle things properly with Master, Senior Sister, and Junior Sisters!”
