My name is Li Mo, and I have two identities.
In my own eyes, I’m just a nine-to-nine, six-days-a-week office drone obsessed with making money, and the CEO of Qingmu City.
But in everyone else’s eyes, I’m an Ancestor who came to the mortal realm to experience life and enjoy the mortal world.
I think I’m just attracting investment and putting on a trade fair.
They think I’ve laid an inescapable net to catch passing cultivators and drain their flesh and blood for the nourishment of my divine realm.
Subordinate (terrified): “The City Lord’s ‘trade fair’ is actually a trap to lure them in! How ruthless!”
I think I’m just promoting inclusive finance and offering “spirit stone loans.”
They think I’m enlightening the masses, getting them to lay down their weapons and experience the hardships of sweeping the streets so they can attain the Dao.
Perfected Yunxiao (sweeping the streets): “That’s right! Every sweep of the broom purifies the Dao in my heart!”
I think I’ve just got a pet dog named Wangcai.
They think I’ve subdued an ancient divine beast to protect my path, and that it ascended by eating my excrement.
Wangcai (licking its lips): “The master produced another crystallization of the Great Dao today. Heh heh…”
Li Mo: “Somebody help me! I really am just a mortal! Why have all my citizens and customers gone crazy?”
