After Cultivating Immortality, I Became the Beloved of Five Realms

Nan Wanzhao is desperate to get married. All she wants is to use her peerless cooking skills to snag a high-quality cultivation partner and live happily together ever after. But the senior brother from the Immortal Sect thinks she’s vulgar, the young master of the Demon Realm tricks her into falling for him, the sea king of the Spirit Clan is after her food, and even the God Realm’s War God marries her only because he needs a free cook!

Nan Wanzhao is furious. If she can’t get a cultivation partner, she’s not about to let her “dowry” go to waste! You want to freeload? I’ll knock eight hundred years of cultivation out of you! You tricked me for my heart and my cooking? Hand over your ancestral pill recipe! A marriage alliance in name only? I’ll slap a divorce agreement in your face and take every divine artifact as compensation for emotional distress!

After she turns the Five Realms’ list of scumbag men into a ready-made source of cash, Nan Wanzhao suddenly realizes that her cultivation technique has reached its peak, her pickle jars are too full to hold any more divine artifacts, and she’s become so beautiful and wealthy that the Five Realms tremble whenever she stamps her foot.

Countless disciples of the Kaiyuan Immortal Sect kneel to welcome Ancestor Wanzhao out of seclusion. Nan Wanzhao props her chin in her hand and gazes at the sea of disciples and descendants below, letting out a faint sigh. “My dowry could buy the Three Realms, so how come no one dares to marry me?”

As the crowd falls into dead silence and everyone wishes they could vanish on the spot, the strongest person in the Five Realms, standing in a corner, quietly lowers the hand he has held up for eight hundred years. His voice is hoarse and aggrieved:

“...Won’t you at least look at me?”