Everyone in the Primordial World's Chat Group Is a Big Shot. Is It So Wrong for Me to Be a Merchant?

He was once an unremarkable human boy in the primordial world, until the Celestial Worthy of Primordial Beginning pulled him into a chat group for powerful immortals.

Thanks to his transmigrator status, the boy acquired a supermarket-bound System and began making a fortune buying and selling goods.

He gave the bath-loving Queen Mother of the West a bottle of body wash as a simple gift, and got a Nine-Leaf Ganoderma in return.

Nuwa is upset about her aging face? I can hand her a hyaluronic acid facial cleanser. What, she insists on giving me the Diagram of Mountains and Rivers?

Princess Longji isn't happy with her figure? Try a cup of slimming black coffee before bed. You can thank me, but there's no need to offer yourself to me.

Nezha wants to trade for a balance scooter? I'll take those Wind Fire Wheels, then.

Celestial Master Zhang is begging for a gas canister. Easy. Just fill a sack with your elixirs of immortality and hand them over.

Jiang Ziya wants to fish for bigmouth bass with a lure? I can give you fishing gear and a guide to angling, but you have to hand over your Investiture of the Gods and God-Beating Whip...

All I wanted was to be a crooked merchant in the primordial world. Somehow, I ended up a Sage of the Great Dao.