The Age of Declining Dharma: A Lie-Flat Life of Scientific Cultivation at Qingfeng Temple

In this era of cultivation’s decline, spiritual energy is so scarce that everyone in the cultivation world has become a wage earner!

There are no world-ending calamities or ancient secrets, just a chaotic everyday life at the shabby, third-rate Qingfeng Temple:

Ba Ling Xiong Er, a timid, death-fearing wisecracker who looks eight but has an adult soul;

Hu Jin Xian, a gentle and reserved senior sister whose alchemy always ends with an exploding furnace;

Er Xuan Tong, a cantankerous old child who’s a sage in theory but a good-for-nothing in practice, always passing the buck;

And a chubby squirrel that’s always sneaking off with the spirit rice.

While others cultivate to fight for ascension and seize treasures, all we want is:

Less work in the spirit fields, no exploding pill furnaces, spirit fruit every day, and fewer empty promises from our master!

Alchemy is a chemical reaction, talisman drawing is printing conductive circuits, and sword flight is a matter of wind balance. We use scientific know-how to expose the tricks behind cultivation’s mysticism!

When the spirit fields need water, we dig irrigation channels. When Senior Sister blows up her furnace, we establish standardized procedures. When neighboring temples mock us, we give them a gentle face-slapping with fragrant spirit rice and talismans that trap them~

No rat race, no fighting for supremacy, no saving the world. We stay in our shabby temple and make a living, turning cultivation into slacking off at work.

In the end, Qingfeng Temple produced no great cultivator who ascended. Instead, it became the top-tier star among the neighborhood’s little service temples: spirit rice, mosquito-repelling talismans, and healthy pills that don’t explode, sold out every day!