My name is Xu Wangqian. I'm a professional con artist, and my dream is to retire. But fate just had to play a joke on me. From the start, I owed five million in loan-shark debt and was cornered by three burly men in my leaky rental apartment.
To stay alive, I had no choice but to return to my old tricks. Square-dancing grannies? Scammed! Fake Taoist rivals? I'll rob them blind! I thought conning people on Earth was the pinnacle of my career, until I accidentally conned my way into breaking the seal that held the world together...
It wasn't until I stepped through the rift that I realized Earth was just a beginner's village sealed away by an ancient mighty being! Before me lay the real Immortal Realm, teeming with countless races and powerful figures.
Righteous prodigies? I'll talk them into crippling their own cultivation to fulfill their tribulations! A ten-thousand-year dynasty? I'll drain its treasury with a Ponzi scheme! Supreme Immortal Emperors? Sorry, I've already “preordered” your chance to attain the Dao.
They cultivate immortality. I cultivate the art of the con. When karmic fire becomes my power and lies become my laws, tell me: is there even one honest person in this vast Immortal Realm who can put up a fight?
