Everyone knows that the peerless genius Xue Wei has emerged from the Supreme Azure Firmament, one of the five great sects of the world. He's the sort of genius who sleeps through class and climbs over the wall after school, yet still ranks first.
Everyone regards Xue Wei as a thorn in their side. Brilliant and dazzling, he is the unrivaled pride of the Immortal Sects. But Xue Wei only wants to eat well, drink his fill, and coast through life, doing everything he can to blend into the crowd. He often stares gravely at the hands that have defeated everyone under heaven, sinking into anguished contemplation: Why am I so strong?
The former Demon Venerable beside him says coolly, "Hot pot tonight?"
Xue Wei answers obsequiously, "Sure thing, boss!"
Blurb 2.0: Xue Wei is a spoiled rich kid. It takes him a long time to learn that a calamity was supposed to befall him in the year he turned twenty.
But after someone carefully set things in motion, he transmigrates just after turning nineteen, ending up in a world of cultivation.
With no family, no spiritual root, and suspected of being a demonic cultivator, he is thrown into a hell-difficulty scenario the moment he enters the game. Fortunately, he manages to escape disaster thanks to a bit of luck, and even gets the chance to enter a small sect affiliated with a major sect and learn about cultivating immortality. Knowing how easily someone with no strength could die in this unfamiliar world, he proceeds cautiously, taking every step with care, all just to stay alive.
Who could have guessed that the cheat the heavens gave him would arrive so late? His useless spiritual root mutates, and both his talent and physique are completely remade. What's more, nobody knows that his blood can save lives and dispel poison, and that his body seems to embody the purest spiritual energy in the world.
He realizes that he probably won't be able to live in peace.
All he can do is try even harder to keep his head down and avoid standing out. He only wants to live, and if anyone discovers his secret, they might devour him until not even his bones remain.
How could he know that someone had already devoured him? The person he is now is nothing but a fragment of bone.
Slow burn, 1v1, happy ending, equally matched leads. Two max-level characters massacring the beginner village, supposedly.
A cool-headed, rational, stoic, suffering-yet-optimistic, emotionless bottom who only wants to survive x an ethereal, laid-back top who has spent years being carefree and is now a cold-faced demonic cultivator.
I'll do my best to keep the logic intact. My writing is at an elementary-school level, so please be understanding, detail-oriented readers. If it's not for you, just click away, and perhaps we'll meet again another time.
Please note before reading:
1. There is a golden finger, and it gets more powerful as the story goes on.
2. The top and bottom are enemies at first. They pretend to get along while each wants to kill the other.
3. This is a long cultivation novel. Updates are whenever I can manage them, and how often I update depends on the number of comments and bookmarks. If you like it, please give me some motivation, qvq.
Theme: If life isn't going your way, try living a different one
Boss, what year are you looking at? This is 💔 💔
Boss! Here I come! I'm about to enter college and I really don't want to give up~
I have been chasing my wife for three years~
Do you want me to wait for two years, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Do you want me to wait for two years?
I need to eat ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
You have to send me a message. It's really scary to disappear suddenly. Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much.
You and I will live longer than you
It's been a year, sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much.
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My heart is bleeding so much. Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much.