With the Heaven-Palm Bottle in Hand, I’m Bringing the Internet to the Cultivation World

After working overtime for seventy-two hours straight, Yu Tian dies from exhaustion.

When he opens his eyes again, his soul has transmigrated into the body of the lowest-ranking menial disciple in the cultivation world. He’s assigned three mu of barren spirit fields where not even birds would bother to land, and the crop he has to grow is Spirit-Gathering Grass, livestock feed for spirit beasts. If he can’t grow it in three days, he’ll be kicked out. In a world crawling with monsters, being kicked out means death.

Fortunately, he finds an old porcelain bottle.

A green liquid gathers inside. A single drop on the grass makes it grow like crazy overnight.

Yu Tian grins.

Farming? In my previous life, I was a P7 architect at a major tech company. I’ll manage spirit fields like network topologies and optimize spirit plants like servers.

“What? You’re still relying on talent to cultivate? Sorry, my Golden Thunder Bamboo is version 7.0, with an optimized spirit-energy conversion rate.”

“What? You’re still sending messages by flying sword? How about a Jade Slip of Telepathy? I developed it.”

“What? You want to steal my Heaven-Palm Bottle? Ask my army of spirit-mechanical lobsters if they agree first. Oh, and I made the lobsters too.”

This is the story of a programmer worked to death by the 996 grind, who starts an internet-powered agricultural revolution in the cultivation world.

Easygoing farming, no abusive treatment of the protagonist. Dive in without worry.