I Opened a General Store in the Primordial World

Lin Chen transmigrated into the Primordial World, becoming a lowly rogue cultivator who could barely stay alive. On the brink of death, he bound himself to the [Primordial World General Store System] and opened a little shop in a remote borderland. The rusty hatchets, chipped porcelain bowls, and frayed hemp ropes in the store were all ordinary goods, yet each had an astonishing effect: a hatchet could slay a Golden Immortal, while a chipped bowl of water could equal a century of arduous cultivation. The Primordial World was turned on its head: Earth Immortals wielded mundane weapons to defeat Profound Demons, while Golden Immortals held chipped bowls and broke straight through to the Great Encompassment realm. The store's reputation exploded, drawing the attention of mighty beings throughout the heavens. The Witch and Demon Clans scrambled to buy its wares, while even Saints lowered their heads to beg for goods. The Dao Ancestor came in person, seeking just one item to complete the Heavenly Dao. Faced with the fervor of countless immortals and Buddhas, Lin Chen lounged in his chair and pointed to the rules: “All goods are ordinary items. Purchase limits apply, and prices are non-negotiable.” He sold mundane goods, raised his cultivation, comprehended the laws, and influenced the great calamities through trade. In the end, the little shop hung high above the heavens, becoming a sacred land for myriad worlds. Only then did the Saints finally understand that the Supreme Dao really could be bought with spirit stones.