[Mortal cultivation] [True immortality] [Cautious cultivation] [Slow burn]
Han Ling is carried by a great fortune to the cultivation world, only to become an overworked drudge exploited by the Talisman Pavilion.
Fortunately, he awakens a golden finger.
As long as he keeps drawing talismans, he is guaranteed to “prove his Dao once and for all, never to regress,” setting a firm floor beneath Han Ling’s cultivation.
From the very bottom of Qi Refining to an ageless Immortal Venerable who gazes down upon all living beings like a god.
In the cultivation world, Han Ling writes the grand, dreamlike story of his life, as fleeting as lightning.
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“My spiritual roots may be poor, but I made it this far entirely through my own hard work, caution, sound judgment, talent, and insight.”
“I have never relied on anyone else.”
“Fellow cultivators, do not lose heart just because your spiritual roots are poor.”
Before ascending, Han Ling gazed at the tens of thousands of cultivators who had come to witness the occasion and smiled faintly.
“We respectfully see Venerable Han off!”
Tens of thousands of cultivators roared in unison, their voices ringing like metal and stone!
