They've Fought Their Way Down from the Upper Realm!

In the lower realm, the Great Zhou is mired in the mundane; in the upper realm, seven domains blaze with immortal light.

Li Yuanqing transmigrates to the lower realm, with no path to immortality and no martial arts to speak of.

He tells stories in teahouses during an age of chaos, fan in hand. After obtaining the [Myriad Forms Heavenly Book], he travels to the upper realm to complete “script missions” and earn trait rewards.

I am a secret instrument observer of the Celestial Craftsmen Court. I forged a sword for the Sword Pavilion's Saintess, and though her sword heart became clear, she insists on marrying me.

I rescued the Pure Lotus Saintess while she was out gaining experience, then cared for her for months. How did I become her inner demon?

I became the leader of a demonic sect and urged its followers to be good. Why is the entire immortal world hunting me down?

That day, thunder shook the heavens, killing intent filled the sky, and several earth-shaking auras bore down from the upper realm.

Seated upon the imperial throne, the empress raised an eyebrow and slowly turned, her expression half-smiling:

“Grand Preceptor, is this what you dreamed of?”