Without a Grandpa Mentor, What the Hell Are You Cultivating For?

Shi Zhongli had always been a lazy homebody who loved reading web novels. He dreamed that one day he would dominate the world of cultivation and become its supreme ruler. Then one day, he woke with a splitting headache and discovered that, just like the protagonist in a book, he had transmigrated to another world. He was thrilled, but who could have guessed things would take such a bizarre turn? “Good grief, little guy, so you’re saying this is a continent where strength rules, and you were once a genius but are now a worthless nobody everyone looks down on, while I’m the ring your mother left you, the one you’re living in now?” “That’s right, Senior Shi Zhongli.” “Good grief... I... Uh... I get it. From now on, don’t call me Senior. Call me Grandpa Shi Zhongli, or Grandpa Shi, or Old Shi. You can even call me Teacher. Whatever you like!” “Huh? Why? Is there some special meaning?” “Uh... It’s a good omen! You don’t need to know!”