I Play the Heavenly Dao at a Mortal Bookshop

I Play the Heavenly Dao at a Bookshop in the Mortal Realm

You think I've gone into seclusion, but I'm really just a mortal. You think I'm expounding on the Dao, but it's all in your heads!

Tired of eternity and solitude, Li Youran, the Boundless Immortal Emperor who ruled over the heavens, cut off his own cultivation. All he wanted was to lead an ordinary life in the mortal world. He opened a bookshop called Forget Worries in Qingyun City, a remote border town, and sincerely believed he was nothing more than an ordinary mortal with a little extra strength and a good memory.

Yet a trace of the Dao's aura from his past life, which he let slip by accident, sent the entire cultivation world into a frenzy of wild speculation.

The scrap paper he tossed aside was a supreme tome containing peerless sword intent.

The old book he used to prop up a table leg was a miraculous cultivation manual capable of curing even the rarest physiques.

A cup of plain tea he brewed was enough to loosen a Golden Core cultivator's bottleneck and heal the Dao wounds of a Nascent Soul grandmaster.

The music he casually played on his zither was a heavenly melody that cleansed the Dao heart and tempered the soul.

Even having his disciples sweep the floor and chop wood was considered a supreme method for refining the mind and strengthening their foundations…

The Celestial Sword Sect's leader held the Primer to Literacy as if he were gazing upon the Heavenly Dao, weeping profusely. Su Xiaowan, born with the Nine Yin Severed Meridians, was given a new lease on life by a copy of The First Principles of Shaoyang, which Li Youran had used to prop up a table leg, and swore to follow him to the death. Shi Meng, a noodle shop's young waiter, split firewood with a cleaver and somehow forged a Chaos Dao Body, convinced he was on the path to becoming an invincible body cultivator. Xuanjizi, a mighty expert from Zhongzhou, was willing to build a hut outside the city just to get his hands on The Song of Treading the Heavens…

Li Youran knew nothing about any of this. He only wanted to read, enjoy tea, and live in peace. In confusion, he watched cultivators bow before him in worship and various factions secretly vie for power outside his bookshop.