Immortality: Starting from Watching the Golden Age

On the first day when I traveled to the world of cultivating immortals, I set three iron rules for myself: 1. If you don't reach the realm, you will never get ahead. 2. Only get middle-level treasures and mid-range rankings. 3. Anyone who may threaten me will be killed directly if there is a chance. Others laugh at my mediocre qualifications, and I laugh at them for their ignorance. The golden age has begun. Geniuses are vying for secret realms, seizing treasures, and competing for the top spot on the list of geniuses. I am planting spiritual grass in the back mountain. They were beaten to death, while I watered the flowers and fed the birds. Their breakthrough to King Xuan attracted worldwide attention, but no one knew about my breakthrough to King Xuan. Three thousand years have passed, and the Golden Age has come to an end. Ninety percent of those talented people who laughed at me are dead. The remaining 10% became Xuan Emperor and Xuan Sage, standing on top of the world and overlooking all living beings. But they don't know—the land beneath their feet is the back hill where I grew vegetables. And I am already in the Tao realm. "You fight for yours, and I'll fix mine." "When I live forever, you will all be people in the story."