An Immortal Tyrant's Body? No, I Just Want to Keep My Head Down and Make Pills

A hilarious subversion of the usual tropes | A weak soul + an Undying Overlord Body | He just wants to stay alive, but keeps humiliating everyone around him!

What makes this novel stand out: Fast pacing | Nonstop laughs | A vivid ensemble cast | A grand world

I'm Jiang Xiaoyun, a first-year pharmacy student who gets winded just running 800 meters in a fitness test.

After my soul transmigrates, though, I end up with a peerless Undying Overlord Body that appears once in a thousand years.

Now the entire cultivation world thinks I should be able to dominate the land with my fists and split the earth with my feet.

My master clings to my leg. “Disciple, this body can become a saint through physical cultivation!”

My junior sister brews poisonous soup every day. “Senior brother, drink this and you'll smash the Demon King!”

A whole group of elders kneels before me. “Please become our holy son!”

But I look at the two-meter-tall muscleman in the mirror and start crying.

Master, junior sister, grandmaster, fellow disciples, I'm really not as strong as you think!

I keep to myself and live quietly. I'm always humble and never compete with anyone.

You think I'm indifferent to fame and fortune, but I'm just afraid you'll slap me to death!!!

During the holy son selection, the demonic sect attacks, and I stay behind alone to hold them off.

You think I'm a hero, but I just want you to hurry up and go find the sect patriarch!!!