Cultivating Immortality Is No Match for Infrastructure: I Opened a Chain Business in the Immortal Realm

Reincarnated into a cultivation novel as a bit-part character with a patchwork spiritual root, doomed to die young, I promptly gave up cultivation and set up a breakfast stall at the boundary between the immortal and mortal worlds.

Soy milk and fried dough sticks: low on spiritual energy, but filling.

I never expected business to boom. From outer-sect disciples to elders in seclusion, everyone showed up on time each day, just for a taste of that warm, earthly bustle.

I seized the opportunity to expand, opening branches, setting up franchises, developing “nutrition meals to replace fasting pills,” and even launching “flying sword delivery” and “cave-dwelling cleaning” services.

A hundred years later, the Demon Venerable led a massive army to our doorstep, threatening to trample the cultivation world flat.

I leisurely pulled out the latest cross-realm communication jade talisman. “A quick announcement: all members of the ‘Immortal-Mortal Services Group,’ orders from the Demon Realm are suspended. Customers who purchased ‘Peace and Safety Insurance’ should evacuate to the designated safe zones.”

The next day, at the front lines of the righteous-demon war.

The Demon Venerable stared at the righteous alliance across from him, bristling with murderous intent, clad in matching high-grade magical artifacts, and wearing “Group VIP Jade Tokens” at their waists. He fell into deep thought.

The Sword Venerable in the lead wiped down his life-bound flying sword and nodded courteously to me. “Shopkeeper Lin, save me a serving of the limited-edition ‘Enlightenment Hot Pot’ after the battle. Extra spicy.”