I Refine Immortals in a Blessed Realm

Others refine magical artifacts. Lu Qing folds immortals out of paper. While helping out at an implement shop in a pocket realm, he uses memories from his past life to fold the Monkey King, celestial soldiers, and several armored divine generals wielding blades. Then one night, an argument breaks out on the table. A celestial soldier chases a little monkey around while clutching a paper door. A heavenly general has claimed the tea box and insists it is his celestial palace. When Lu Qing reaches out to tidy things up, a little monkey clings tightly to the edge of a sheet of paper. “This is my home!” From then on, the spirit paper he buys has to be divided up, repairs to their bodies need to be negotiated, and if he wants the celestial soldiers to help, he has to wait until they finish swapping shifts with their companions. Only the Monkey King is a little different. He sometimes sits on a mountain of paper, lost in thought, and sometimes wields a bamboo staff, displaying abilities Lu Qing has never learned. Beyond the pocket realm, immortals and Buddhas each hold their own territory, while worlds vie for the path of cultivation. Lu Qing is only at the middle stage of Qi Refining for now. First, he plans to save up some money and buy a bigger table. The celestial palace at home is nearly out of room.