[Not a Wish-Fulfillment Story] [No Female Lead] [No Showing Off] [Pure Survivalist Style]
Other transmigrators get a System and are destined for greatness.
Shen Changge transmigrates with only a [Pseudo-Immortal Longevity] trait: he can't fight, can't take a hit, and if he dies, he's still dead.
Fortunately, he figures it out: I don't need to win. I just need to outlive you all.
In a bookstore in Hong'an City, he copies Journey to the West in exchange for meat soup, and spends three years practicing his stance just to reach the entry level;
In the mountains of Cloudmist Ridge, he farms, gathers herbs, and prepares medicinal baths, slowly becoming a third-rate martial artist over ten years;
The martial world is in turmoil, with prodigies emerging everywhere? He turns around and heads into the mountains. "I'll come back after you all are done fighting."
He thought his life would end in the martial world, but then he accidentally obtains half of the Qi Guiding Manual.
A good-for-nothing with five spiritual roots? No problem. Others need three years to establish their foundations. I'll take three hundred.
The alchemy furnace explodes? Plant a hundred batches. One is bound to work.
The talisman drawings are a mess? Draw ten thousand. Practice makes perfect.
Once every hundred years, new prodigies rise in the cultivation world, while he quietly sits in a corner growing spiritual herbs;
Powerful cultivators battle for the path to immortality, while he keeps his head down, crafting artifacts and stockpiling materials;
When an Immortal Emperor falls, he's in the back hills harvesting a crop of spiritual rice.
Age after age, the prodigies crumble to dust, the beauties become earth, and sects lose their legacies...
Only he remains.
Until one day, he stands at the end of the river of time and looks back on the road he has traveled.
"So so-called eternity is just writing the character for 'lay low' for a hundred million years."
