He once held the heavens and earth beneath his heel. Now, all he wants is to spend his days brewing tea in Qingyun City. But the cultivator he rescued insists on offering herself to him, the sparrow he finds noisy somehow leads people to enlightenment in the sword, and even the local bullies who come to demand protection money end up crying and begging to work for him. When factions from across the land gather outside his teahouse, Chu Tianqing hangs up a sign: “We’re closed. No immortals or dogs allowed.”
