Xiao Mo transmigrated into the cultivation world ten thousand years ago, and he's still at the Qi Refining stage.
Other people reach the ninth level of Qi Refining and then establish their foundation. He reached the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-ninth level, then got stuck. His fellow disciples either ascended or were buried, while he was demoted from an inner disciple all the way to a menial servant. Every day, he swept the grounds and slacked off, living a carefree life.
Then one day, the elders of the Demonic Sect came knocking, and his System suddenly sprang back to life, taking control of his right hand and throwing a punch on its own.
With that one punch, the Demonic Sect elder was reduced to dust, a gigantic hole was blasted in the sky, and the ascension passage trembled in fear.
The whole sect went mad.
Xiao Mo only wanted to keep a low profile, but he soon discovered that the bigwigs of every plane, from the Spirit Realm to the Immortal Realm to the God Realm, were all looking for him.
All he wanted to ask was:
"Can I go back to sweeping the grounds after this?"
