A Nascent Soul Cultivator's Modern Survival Guide

A Max-Level Bigshot Is Mistaken for Someone Who Can't Take Care of Himself

After failing his tribulation, I transmigrated to the modern world and discovered I was the only Nascent Soul cultivator on Earth.

I wanted to keep a low profile, but modern society officially diagnosed me with "severe delusional disorder."

The neighborhood committee auntie came by every day to check on me: "Young man, you have to believe in science!"

Then one day, a gigantic demon appeared.

As the world's armies stood helpless, I sighed, hopped on a shared bike, and rode toward the battlefield.

The demon sneered. "You insignificant insect... Wait, what kind of magical artifact is that under your feet?!"

I looked down. "You mean this? I rented it from Meituan. The first half hour is free."