From Oil Refiner to Hidden Sage

Fang Zhen transmigrated to a cultivation world and became an oil-rendering worker at a mundane shipyard.

The shipyard did not render tung oil. It rendered people: the dead were roasted for their oil, and their organs simmered into paste.

When he was nearly starving to death, a voice in his mind began speaking. It was sarcastic and never took anything seriously.

Every so often, it would blurt out a piece of information about the present or the future, and it would also mock everything Fang Zhen did.

"What an idiot. Why are you just standing there? Zhao Si's immortal seal is about to backfire. If you don't kill him, he'll kill you."

"Liu Da is going to get whipped tonight."

"A great battle will break out on Ship Island tonight."

"Today is your chance to begin Qi Refining."

Every time Fang Zhen foresaw something, he lost a few days of his lifespan. Or perhaps not.

Foreseeing one thing cost him three days of life. A deeper vision could cost him half a month.

But he discovered that he was a long-lived species, with plenty of life to burn.

Longevity was not immortality. No matter how long he might live, he still had to survive today first.

Fang Zhen relied on this ability to keep lying low.

As the ages changed, Fang Zhen cultivated slowly through the long years. His followers among ordinary people founded a clan in his name, calling it the Fang Immortal Clan, and he became its most mysterious and longest-lived ancestor.

He witnessed dynasties fall, the resurgence of spiritual energy across the cultivation world, the depletion of spiritual energy, and cultivation in the apocalypse...

Until, little by little, he had become the longest-lived and most powerful Saint in the cultivation world.