Lin Yuan transmigrates to a world of immortal cultivation and becomes a menial disciple with the worst aptitude in the Qinglan Sect.
The good news: he will never age or die of old age.
The bad news: his System grants him just one attribute point every five years he stays alive.
There are no quests, no shop, and certainly no beginner's gift pack. Others spend five years in seclusion and break through to a new realm. He waits five years just to add one point to his aptitude.
If he lacks talent, he can make up for it with time.
Geniuses cultivate quickly? He'll wait until they die of old age.
His enemies are at a higher level? He'll offer them incense first, then come back in a few hundred years to see how things turned out.
Lin Yuan had planned to take on a few new identities and quietly bide his time until he became invincible. Who knew that the disciple he casually took in would become a prodigy famed across the sects, while the strange egg he kept in his storage ring would grow nine heads?
Many years later, the strongest figures across the heavens and myriad realms compete for the title of Dao Master.
Looking at the countless attribute points he has saved up over the years, Lin Yuan falls into deep thought.
“I've been so low-key. How did I still end up becoming the Ancestor of the Dao?”
