He was Lin Fan, or rather, the former Wuji Immortal Venerable, ruler of a vast world. With a flick of his finger, stars were extinguished; with a breath, the universe fell still. But a sinister struggle over the very origin of the Great Dao, coupled with betrayal by the friend he trusted most, nearly destroyed his cultivation accumulated over countless eons. All that remained was a wisp of undying immortal soul, carrying fragmented memories and a self-sealed Dao Fruit. Somehow, he was reborn on this cultivation-depleted planet called Earth, as an ordinary young man named Lin Fan. He chose to open a teahouse in the bustling city, claiming it was to "temper his heart in the mortal world and rediscover the Great Dao." In truth, it was no different from a retired old cadre finding something to do to while away the endless, boring years of immortal life.
