Don't Fly Your Sword in Front of the City Enforcement Officers

I’m a Nascent Soul patriarch from the cultivation world. After failing to ascend, I was struck by lightning and sent to a modern city, where I became a food delivery rider to make ends meet.

I never dreamed that I’d run into urban management officers on the job, with my flying sword stuck in the roadside greenery at the time.

“Flying on a sword? Confiscated! Two thousand yuan fine!”

I paid the fine with tears in my eyes. Then, as I turned around, I saw the utility pole I’d knocked down plastered with ads reading, “Big money for talismans. Price negotiable.”