I Was Born Invincible, So Why Bother Cultivating Immortality?

The Ancient Immortal Tomb opens, and a man in blue comes from beyond the world.

Su Qingyi, dressed in an old robe, has no realm or cultivation, no beginning or end.

He seeks no dominion, no fame, no worldly romance, and bows to no deity.

He opens a humble teahouse in the mortal world, idly watching the clouds gather and quietly listening to the wind.

Demons and monsters bow before him; sacred-land immortals and emperors lower their eyes in his presence.

No System, no heroine, no conflict, no frustration.

He takes the years for tea and the world for a table,

calmly watching countless realms rise and fall, and quietly enjoying a long, leisurely life.

Clad in blue, untouched by worldly dust, he stills the heavens.