My Golden Finger Arrived Three Thousand Years Late

Unflappable, laid-back battle god bottom x reborn, unhinged, scheming tea-loving demon lord top

Xu Budu has a secret: his constitution is terrible, and his aptitude for cultivation is even worse. He has lived for three thousand years, surviving the whole time by keeping his head down.

While the prodigies compete, he farms. While others fight over treasures in secret realms, he slacks off. When sects wage war, he plays dead. When the Demon Lord threatens to destroy the world, he goes into seclusion.

Three thousand years later, all the mighty cultivators in the cultivation world are dead. By keeping everyone else in front of him, he has become the only surviving grandmaster.

The System finally arrives, long overdue: "Ding! The Host's aptitude is mediocre. Here's a cannon fodder comeback package: seize opportunities, steal fortune, become head of a major sect, face-slap the arrogant chosen one, and climb to the pinnacle of life!"

Xu Budu looks at his maxed-out stats. "...Could it be that I'm already at the pinnacle?"

The System: "?"

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Every disciple of Lingxiao Sect knows that a menial worker named Xu Budu tends the spiritual fields behind the mountain, carrying a broken hoe and growing radishes every day.

Until one day...

The Elder of the Medicine Peak scolds him for wasting spiritual soil, only to see a radish transform into a thousand-year-old ginseng spirit, kneeling and crying, "Please spare me, Ancestor Xu!"

A genius from the Sword Pavilion mocks his weapon, a rusty hoe. But the moment the rust falls away, a sky-piercing sword aura shatters the training platform.

When demonic cultivators launch a sneak attack on the sect, Xu Budu carries his watering can and mutters, "Time to fertilize the seedlings." With a casual wave, he scatters the demons' ashes across the fields.

Later, they discover even more:

The immortal-grade spiritual herbs Xu Budu grows, the dragon-vein spring water he uses to water them, the ancient ferocious beast he keeps as a cat, and even the hoe, which is a transformed divine artifact...

Treasures of heaven and earth that the entire cultivation world covets, and whose every appearance unleashes bloody chaos, are neatly arranged in Xu Budu's little thatched courtyard.

Everyone: "You call this farming?!"

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Xu Budu looks over the vast domain he has grown in his garden and gently pats the System's head. "Three thousand years late. What use are you?"

The System wails and decides to bring out its ultimate trick: "Rise again, my love!"

The next moment, a deathly pale hand bursts through the soil of the vegetable patch.

"Damn it!" Xu Budu cries in alarm, smacking the former Demon Lord Xuan Youbai unconscious with his hoe as he crawls out of the ground. "This is my nemesis, whom I stabbed to death with my own hands a thousand years ago, not my lover!"

Theme: Hard work can make up for a lack of talent