We Won't Be the Only Ones in the Universe, Right?

Qingluan is just a pendulum, he can place it as he pleases. The fairy world takes turns, all realms collapse, all races are in conflict, and if the sky collapses, there will always be a tall man to hold it up. What does it have to do with him? However, there was another violent knocking at the door of the Immortal Mansion. "Get out of the shift!" Qingluan turned a blind eye, lit a fire and burned incense, and had a big dream. "Let me go, why did you just barge in again? I changed the restriction!" Protesting is okay, but opposition is futile. Qingluan was once again sent to the heavens for rotation, but during this shift as a foreign worker, he met a girl who was more arrogant than him. "I don't want to follow my grandfather, and I don't want to bear any blood feud, let alone any bloodline awakening. I know I'm not the material." Still not finished, the girl added: "By the way, I don't buy insurance either." "Girl, you have what it takes to be an emperor!"