I'm Still a Sweeper in the Cultivation World Today

Yun Tu transmigrates into a book and becomes a little fool in an obscure village, unloved by both her father and mother.

There are too many children for the family to feed, so they eventually leave her at the foot of the immortal mountain to fend for herself.

In the sacred grounds of the immortal sect, good deeds are rewarded. Yun Tu is brought back to the mountain by a passing master.

"Since your mind hasn't awakened, we'll call you 'Little Tu.' In life, it's rare to be happily muddleheaded."

Yun Tu becomes the immortal mountain's only incense attendant without cultivation or skill, spending every day sweeping the main hall at the mountaintop and daydreaming.

Because she's simple-minded, quiet, and never a bother, the disciples actually love coming to see her.

Her martial-uncle loves practicing swordsmanship, but despite more than a hundred years of effort, he still can't break through to the eighth level of sword cultivation.

Yun Tu watches him for a month. "Martial-Uncle, let go of delusions and keep your sword without a crooked edge. Become one with your sword and return to the origin. Don't come to the mountaintop anymore. There's too much dust. Achoo, achoo."

Her martial-uncle is stunned. Following Yun Tu's advice, he makes three successive breakthroughs and becomes a sword cultivator of the Origin Return realm.

Her senior apprentice-brother painstakingly studies formations, but still can't grasp the Dao.

Yun Tu watches him draw circles a few times. "Senior Brother, the Taiji gives rise to the Two Forms, the Two Forms give rise to the Four Symbols, and the Four Symbols give rise to the Eight Trigrams. Your circle isn't quite round."

Her senior brother suddenly understands. He practices drawing eggs all night and finally creates an unparalleled formation, so perfectly rounded that no one has matched it in a thousand years.

In the end, even her venerable master starts hovering in front of her. "Little Tu, my spiritual essence hasn't felt right lately. What do you think I should do to improve it?"

Yun Tu: ...I just want to sweep the floor and slack off, not work overtime.

The demon realm invades, launching its first attack on the immortal mountain. Just as the mountain is about to fall, Yun Tu appears and defeats the enemy with a single move.

The Demon Emperor is shocked. "Who are you?"

"The immortal mountain's incense attendant, the sweeping monk Little Tu."

Little Tu's name becomes famous overnight, and everyone wants her to point out exactly what they're doing wrong.

But no one knows that Yun Tu is the supreme immortal revered by the cultivation world, who has cultivated for thousands of years and commands a hundred thousand disciples and grand-disciples. She entered the world to undergo a tribulation.

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The Buddhist cultivator Mo Li is devoted to goodness, seeking only to save the world and never fame.

But the Heavenly Dao is cruel. Practicing Buddhism? Keep dreaming. To strip him of his merit, it makes him bear a lifetime of blood debts.

"If Heaven has no justice, then I have no need to save myself."

Thus the demonic monk is born, intent only on fighting the Heavenly Dao.

Until the day he fails his tribulation. His white robes stained red with blood, he watches as someone comes through the bloody mist and shields him from all eighty-one thunderbolts without taking a single step back.

"One thought makes you a demon, one thought makes you a Buddha."

"I am Yun Tu of the immortal mountain. From now on, your life belongs to me."

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