[Lighthearted and funny] [Primordial World and Investiture of the Gods] [Jiejiao anti-overwork] [Divine craftsmanship] [Bureaucratic intrigue and social maneuvering] [A refreshing, trope-subverting power fantasy]
Three outer-sect servants in the back mountains of Golden Ao Island want nothing more than to eat, loaf around, and wait to die.
One is Jiang Che, a "rootless slacker electrician" who worked himself to death in his previous life and now dreams only of building a little beach house and watching immortals dance;
One is Zhou Meng, a "brute-force hands-on tough guy" from a family of mortal blacksmiths who thinks the immortals' spellcasting and artifact-making are too effeminate;
And then there's Wang Xiaogou, the "Ninth Crown Prince of the Dragon Palace," who slips the examiners ten thousand catties of immortal crystal every day, hoping to get kicked out so he can go back to the Dragon Palace and laze about.
The sect assigns them grueling menial work?
To avoid doing the heavy lifting, the trio compresses the five elements' mutually destructive waste energy into a black-iron counterweight and blasts a thirty-acre stretch of solid rock in the back mountains into a crater. They also shear every last feather off the immortal crane belonging to Guangchengzi!
Every year, demon cultivators are struck dead by lightning while undergoing tribulation?
The trio makes a hundred-zhang-tall pillar of black iron, bends the heavenly thunder of the Nine Heavens around a right-angle turn, and channels it into an underground power grid. Then they set up a wire-mesh grill beneath the pillar and throw a "divine-thunder whole-roast lamb feast"!
Beyond the thirty-third heaven, the Celestial Worthy of Primordial Beginning is about to wield the Pangu Banner and slaughter the Jiejiao. But when he looks down, he sees that every god and Buddha in the Three Realms has bought Jiang Che's tribulation-avoidance insurance. No one is willing to risk their life for him!
The Lord of Heaven yanks out the Green Duckweed Sword and blocks the entrance to the Jade Void Palace with a cold laugh:
"Second Brother, those farm tools made by three servants of mine are more than the Twelve Golden Immortals of your Chan School can handle. And now you want to bully the weak with your power?
Let's see who dares lay a hand on the living treasures of my Jiejiao today!"
