I Told You to Dodge Calamity, Not Slaughter All the Gods!

In the age of ancient mythology, Heaven ruled over the immortals, the Buddhist sect schemed to control the westward journey, and all living beings were mere pawns.

Under this rigid old order, the Qingfeng Daoist Academy on the East Sea shore became the one exception.

Chen An was its headmaster. He had no divine powers to shake the heavens, only a library packed with web novels from his past life.

He couldn’t teach his disciples the secrets of immortality, but they figured out the Wordless Secret, the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art, the Great Desolate Prison Heaven Finger, and more all on their own...

When the calamity of the westward journey arrived and the Buddhist sect tried to use the world as a board to seize control of the Three Realms’ destiny, the disciples who had come from Qingfeng Daoist Academy drew their swords.

The Empress of Xiliang sent a sword’s icy light across the Western He Continent; the Golden-Winged Great Peng blotted out the sky and tore through the void; the ancient Heavenly Hound devoured the blood moon and trampled the Hall of Miraculous Mist!

When the gods and Buddhas finally traced everything back to its source, they sent an army to surround the academy, hoping to wipe that dilapidated place off the map.

The usually laid-back Chen An casually pulled out the Green Edge Sword he had stuck in the sand to grill fish.

“I sent my disciples down the mountain so they could live their lives in peace.”

“If you insist on forcing them to fight for their lives, then I’ll just have to slaughter every last one of you.”