The Demon Sect Bigwig Doesn't Want to Be Redeemed

Short blurb: Five thousand years later, Gujin wakes up to find all his equipment gone. He has no choice but to sell his skills to earn spirit stones. But the medical clinics only hire alchemists with pharmacy licenses, the artifact workshops require certification, and the talisman shops demand a certificate proving your rune rank... Society has advanced too quickly. This ancient man can't keep up with an era where you need a certificate for everything. Long blurb: Yan Gujin was the foremost practitioner of the unified Dao. He began cultivating qi at three, built his foundation at five, formed his core at ten, birthed his nascent soul at thirty, and ascended to godhood at one hundred. In an era when people had no pills or formations to aid their cultivation and could only rely on painstaking practice, when forming a core was enough to let you run wild and fewer than five people had reached the nascent soul stage, he single-handedly ushered in the most prosperous age the cultivation world had ever known. But extremes give way to their opposites. Just as everyone eagerly awaited his leadership in ushering in an age of cultivation's prosperity and ascending through tribulation, a scandal broke: Yan Gujin had murdered his brother and father and fallen into demonic cultivation. But soon he was struck by a bolt of heavenly lightning, crisping him all over. He closed his eyes, opened them again, and found himself five thousand years in the future. Jiang Qu: Whatever the reason, I'll listen. I believe you're nothing like the demon of the rumors. Someone must have framed you. Yan Gujin: No, you're overthinking it. Yan Gujin can't understand what young people are thinking. He doesn't want to clear his name at all. What's wrong with being himself? Is he short on spirit stones, or is the spirit food not tasty enough? An altruistic, upright gentleman who's actually a little cold and misanthropic top x a cold-hearted, unemotional bottom who's actually a little warm Theme: Good and evil, black and white, are never one-sided. Learn to tell them apart.