A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality: I Entered the Dao at a Hundred, and I Eat Scrap Pills Like Rice!

Chen Qingxuan transmigrated to a world of immortal cultivation. He waited for 73 years, but no System appeared, and he had no spiritual roots.

His new bride said, "Mortals and immortals belong to different worlds," then turned around and joined an immortal sect, treating him like an insect.

At his hundredth birthday banquet, with his life nearing its end, he was found to possess a Daoist physique unseen in ten thousand years!

But his vitality was already spent, and the path to immortality was closed to him. Reduced to a laughingstock among the sects, he was sent to guard the discarded-pill storeroom.

Until the purple clay teapot that had accompanied him through transmigration awakened!

[You refined a discarded pill containing toxic impurities and obtained a [Supreme Golden-Patterned Yang Pill]!]

[You refined a pile of discarded medicinal dregs and obtained an [Ancient Body-Tempering Divine Elixir]!]

[You refined a broken magic sword and obtained a [Heaven-Piercing Spirit Treasure sword embryo]!]

The Ancestor of Yellow Wind Valley: I regret it so much! I actually mistook a talent like him for some decrepit old man!

The prodigies of the Eastern Region: Why was Yu born when Liang already lived? How can a hundred-year-old man like him be better than me!

The Holy Land's Saintess: Fellow Daoist Chen, your mastery of the Dao is unfathomable. I would be honored to follow you and study the Great Dao together!

His ex-wife, Liu Ruyan: Impossible! How dare the light of a firefly presume to outshine the bright moon?!

Many years later, when Chen Qingxuan stood at the pinnacle of the immortal path with the purple clay teapot in his hand, the world finally understood.

The most terrifying thing in this world isn't a peerless prodigy. It's a monster who has lived for a hundred years, has a mind as devious as a demon, and has a cheat to boot!