I opened a baozi shop at a market in the Immortal Realm, and all three realms laughed at me for throwing my life away. A Sword Immortal came to buy buns, so I gave him a toothpick. From it, he grasped the supreme meaning of the sword. A Pill Sage came to buy buns, so I gave him a spoonful of chili oil. He went on to refine an unparalleled divine pill. One day, the Demon Lord smashed up my shop. I merely picked up a rolling pin to reason with him, but he was so terrified that he fell to his knees and begged for mercy, saying he saw a vision of mountains of corpses and seas of blood behind me. I turned around and saw only a few heads of garlic hanging on the wall. Sigh, did they get the wrong idea about something?
