Why Are All the Celestials and Buddhas Kneeling in the Servants' Quarters?

[Ultimate overinterpretation] [Lighthearted and hilarious] [Accidental showing off] [Everyday life is a flex] [Former subordinates return at full power] After transmigrating into the cultivation world, Chen Chang’an becomes a servant. Just as the steward docks all his monthly pay because he stepped through the door left foot first, he awakens the Annals of Time System and draws the supreme identity from the start: the Primordial Sword Emperor! He thinks he’ll soar to the top immediately, but his cultivation doesn’t improve at all. He’s still just an ordinary mortal. The catch is, the System has synced cause and effect with reality! A Primordial Divine Sword that has slept for a hundred thousand years crosses thirty thousand miles to force him to become its master. A Grand Elder at the Deification Stage is so terrified that he kneels outside the courtyard and keeps watch all night. The thirteen former subordinates under his command, all Immortal Emperor-level experts, are carving their way through the Sea of Worlds to rush over and pay their respects! Facing a hopeless situation where he could be exposed at any moment, Chen Chang’an can only grit his teeth and pretend to be an peerless master. He uses the Primordial Divine Sword to peel an apple, and a Deification-stage powerhouse cries out fervently, “The senior has returned to simplicity!” He casually pours out a basin of foot-washing water, and the Sword Sect Master reaches enlightenment on the spot: “The myriad forms of mortal life!” When the Primordial Demonic Will tries to devour him, its core is actually burst apart by his mortal body, which is absolutely immune to the laws of the immortal path! As more secret identities are exposed, including the Dragon Clan’s Imperial Lord and the Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas, the Myriad Worlds go completely insane. Looking at the countless gods and demons prostrated at his feet, Chen Chang’an sighs helplessly: “I really just wanted to sweep the floor. What on earth were you imagining?”