The Second Generation of Immortals Is Forced to Open Business, Parents, Please Don't Give It Away

When he woke up, programmer Lin Xian traveled through time and became the second generation of immortals. He thought he had got the perfect script to retire peacefully. Who would have known that my father is the God of War in the Immortal Realm and my mother is the Empress of Yaochi. Their only hobby is to stuff treasures into his hands. "Xian'er, use this [World-Destroying Divine Thunder] to defend yourself. If you don't like it, blow it up." "Son, if you wear this [Chaos Immortal Clothes], no one under the Immortal Emperor can hurt you at all." Lin Xian just wanted to fish in peace and have a sweet love in the lower world sect, but the "care" from his parents came as expected—— When the ancient demon descended and everyone trembled, Lin Xian was so angry that he was woken up. Wearing pajamas and slippers, he picked up his wife's spatula and slapped it at the Demon God of Destruction: "Shut up, no one is allowed to sleep!" Immortal Lords: "Boss, is this the way you want to solve the crisis of world destruction?" Lin Xian looked at the spatula, the treasure of chaos in his hand, and sighed: "What else? Among the 'newbie equipment' given by my parents, this one looks the most like a kitchen utensil."