An Ordinary Person in a World Where Everyone Cultivates Immortality

Jiang Yibai transmigrated.

He ended up in a remote backwater, the kind of place where you could walk twenty li and still not find a road out of the mountains.

When in doubt, lie flat.

The lazy Jiang Yibai plans to spend the rest of his life enjoying a peaceful country existence.

But...

Why can the lady next door start a fire just by waving a feather duster?

Why does the prey brought down from the mountain by the hunters have one eye and eight legs?

And why is the fish caught by the old fisherman at the village entrance bigger than he is?

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Yet in everyone else's eyes, Jiang Yibai, the new resident of Peach Blossom Village, is terrifying beyond words.

He freely enters and leaves a miasma forest that devours spiritual energy.

He treats spirit herbs that would make someone explode after just two bites as after-dinner snacks.

Even the vicious fairy civet left in the village by the chief disciple of the Treading Immortal Sect is nearly rubbed bald by Jiang Yibai!

Jiang Yibai: "Meow-meow, those animals look so scary. You're the cutest one, though~"

The civet's owner, Mu Cangyuan: "..."

I went to all that trouble to tame a vicious beast, and you raise it like a cat?

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Mu Cangyuan was once the chief disciple of the Treading Immortal Sect, a prodigy whose star was on the rise.

But his junior brother and master framed him. The sect expelled him and tore out his spiritual root, and in his despair, he fell off a cliff.

All that affection, flattery, care, and promotion had been for the sake of his rare spiritual root.

Lying at the bottom of the cliff, Mu Cangyuan swore that if he survived by some miracle, he'd flay and dismember those people to sate the hatred in his heart.

But the bottom of the cliff was a miasma forest no one had dared enter for years. Without a spiritual root, how could he survive?

In his despair, someone appeared before him.

"Meow-meow, stop running. We've picked enough mushrooms. Let's hurry back."

"Huh? Why is there a person here? Meow-meow, should we take him home?"

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Many years later, the demonic cultivator Mu Cangyuan emerged, unmatched by anyone, and feared by every immortal sect as a demon king.

Yet no one knew that after a fight, he would bathe and change with meticulous care, making sure there wasn't a trace of blood on him, then draw back the curtains in his room and gather the sleeping person in his arms.

"Mm, you're back?"

"Mm, I'm back."

Theme: The choice of which road to take is yours