I was Chu Yunche, a prodigy of the Qingyun Sect in the cultivation world, until my sworn senior brother ended my life with a cup of poisoned wine. When I opened my eyes again, I had become a food delivery rider in the twenty-first century, dead from exhaustion.
Spiritual energy is depleted in this world, and less than one percent of my cultivation remains. But I discovered that a core fragment of my natal magical artifact, the Sumeru Seal, still lay deep in my dantian. It could be activated three times a day, allowing me to teleport anywhere, regardless of distance.
And so, I became a legend in the food delivery business.
“Why can Brother Chu deliver anywhere in the city within ten minutes?”
“Why doesn't a single raindrop get on his deliveries, even in a downpour?”
“How can he deliver a hundred orders in one day??”
They don't know that I'm not delivering food. I'm cultivating again in this age of spiritual decline.
Until one day, I received an order for an old house in the suburbs. The old man who answered the door took the food container, then stared into my eyes.
“Young friend, what you just used... was it Shrinking the Earth to an Inch, or Void Shifting?”
I gripped the fragment of the Sumeru Seal in my pocket.
Could there really be someone in this world who recognized the arts of the immortals?
