I’m the Fourth Calamity: I Lay Low Until Immortality at the End of the Yuan Dynasty

I transmigrated to the end of the Yuan dynasty and became a scholar who couldn’t hurt a fly. I planned to join the rebel army, but then I found a one-way portal to the cultivation world in a dry well at my ancestral home. Once I go through, I can’t come back? I’ll summon the Fourth Calamity instead! A million players arrive and quietly build up their strength in the cultivation world: they scavenge garbage, trade contraband, and mooch off secret realms, never drawing attention to themselves. A thousand years later, while the great cultivators are bashing each other’s heads in over fragments of the immortal realm, I’m sitting in my courtyard at the end of the Yuan dynasty, sipping tea. My spiritual sense sweeps across both worlds, the anonymous sellers in the top ten of the resource rankings all seem to be my own alternate accounts.