Daozu, Please Pay Me Back.

Li Tianran traveled through time. Good news: He traveled to the world of immortality. Bad news: this world of immortality is going bankrupt. The spiritual veins were requisitioned to set up factories, the alchemy furnaces were transformed into a shared economy, and flying swords had to be paid in installments. Even the First Immortal was endorsing the "Ascension Financial Management" with an annualized income of 8.8%. Even worse news: the original owner was a casual cultivator who failed to start a business and was in debt. Thirty-six thousand eight hundred spiritual stones, based on the income of casual cultivators from mining, would take sixty-one years to pay back without food or drink. Li Tianran looked at his open-toed shoes and was silent for a long time. Three days later, Tianji City Square. The banner "Lingjian Express Group Co., Ltd. Initial Public Offering Press Conference" was hung high. Li Tianran stood on the stage, with a huge portrait of the First Immortal behind him. "Even the Immortal Lord dares to vote, what are you afraid of?" Silence. Then came the crowds. The first financing amount was 170,000 spiritual stones. Two years later, Spirit Sword Express covered the entire Eastern Wasteland, with more than 3,000 couriers. On the day of listing, the valuation exceeded 10 million. Li Tianran finally paid off his debt and stood in front of the cave window, feeling proud of his life. Then he lowered his head and saw the alchemy furnace on the windowsill. Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace. There is a note underneath: "Young man, I heard that you can change the mining machine? Help me change this, and I will give you another 5% of the shares. - Too old" The world of immortality. What a magical place.