Eerie Revival: The System Forces Me to Hold Out Across Three Realms

System + timid male protagonist + pocket dimension + eerie supernatural elements + no romance, though the occasional admirer may appear

In the fifth year of the spiritual qi revival, everyone else was cultivating to grow stronger. I opened a restaurant.

While others risked their lives in the abyss, I brought a pot along and went down there to forage for ingredients.

While others fought tooth and nail to kill Ghost Kings, I stood perfectly still and idled my way to a pile of ghost cores.

Lu Jiuyuan, the heaven-blessed prodigy, hated me so much his teeth ached. “Why do you get to do nothing at all?”

I felt terribly wronged. “I did do something. I used my mouth: ‘Want an extra egg?’”

Later, he betrayed us, turned into a demon, and ran off with the Four Fiends.

On the day of the final battle, he asked me, “Do you regret it?”

I thought it over. “I do. When I split the ghost cores with you that day, I should’ve given you three fewer.”

Now I’m the new Heavenly Dao.

The Three Realms, the gods, and the eerie supernatural beings all answer to me.

But there’s only one rule I care about enforcing: in my shop, even gods have to wait in line, and ghosts have to pay.