I, with Zero Cultivation, Rely on My Aura to Scare the Immortal to Tears.

Lin Mo, a mortal who couldn't even breathe, had become the biggest "legend" in the world of immortality with his natural aura. The bandits in Heifeng Village were frightened when they saw that his legs were weak, and the Golden Core monks were frightened when they saw him. Even the bosses of the Immortal Sect had to respectfully call out "Senior" - no one knew that this "unparalleled master" who was held up to the altar could not even beat a wild dog at the entrance of the village. When he yawned, it was interpreted as "the great road is invisible"; when he casually said "tired", he was regarded as "the most important thing in cultivation"; even the way he trembled with fear became "the pressure of returning to nature". When monks from all walks of life were holding secret books and kneeling for advice, when enemies were afraid to take action in awe, and when the entire world of immortality was speculating on his "true cultivation level," Lin Mo just wanted to cover his face and scream: "Stop saying goodbye! I'm really just a noob passing by!" An oolong caused by aura is sweeping across the three realms...