The Five-and-a-Half-Year-Old Immortal Venerable Who Lives to Outwork Everyone

Su Lin failed his tribulation and was knocked unconscious by a bolt of lightning.

When he woke up, ten thousand years had passed. His body had shrunk, and all his cultivation was gone.

Looking at his height of less than 1.2 meters and his chubby little hands and short legs, he thought: No big deal. Cultivation has no age limit. Starting at fifty to build one's foundation isn't too late, and starting at five isn't too early.

Before long, a wealthy family adopted him and sent him to kindergarten.

Su Lin looked at the roomful of chattering brats and tightened his little bun-like face. No big deal, he thought. Cultivation has no environmental limits. It works in the Penglai Immortal Realm, and it works in a noisy city.

It didn't take long for him to discover that this was an age of declining magic, with scant spiritual energy and difficult cultivation.

Su Lin: "..."

He tried to hold it in, but couldn't, and burst into tears.

An Immortal Venerable does not shed tears lightly, except when grief overwhelms him.

Fortunately, the treasures he had hidden away back then were still there, as was the secret realm he had created. He could make a comeback yet.

Theme: Let the sunshine into your heart and move forward with courage. Though there may be many difficulties, faith will drive away the gloom. Every day is a new beginning. Keep striving, and your dreams will surely come true.