I am a university student. I got lost, and everyone here calls me “Young Master Ji” and advises me to mourn and accept fate. Before I could even react, the county magistrate's daughter—just selected into an immortal sect—came to break off our engagement. Hah, what an interesting start.

I began to understand this strange world and saw that beneath the flourishing immortal cultivation and the rising dynasty lay thousands of miles of corpses and a people in misery. These cultivators feast on the fat of the land, drain the world’s spiritual veins dry with their alchemy and cultivation, and in the end, ascend to the heavens with loud laughter—how are they any different from corrupt officials who embezzle funds and flee abroad?

At first, I truly didn’t intend to get involved in this conflict; I just quietly did what little I could.

But when Ji You stood atop the mountain peaks and watched the immortal path collapse beneath the boundless sky, he felt truly innocent.

[Traditional cultivation + not brainless + no harem + no system + funny + shady + dark-bellied + decisive in killing]

The main story is slow to start

Thirteen-year-old Han Dachui was cutting grass on the mountain when he accidentally found a porcelain bottle, but he had no idea what it was.

Through his constant exploration, he gradually discovered the function of this thing and slowly embarked on the path to immortality.

Traditional cultivation, Qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir, Nascent Soul...

[Longevity + Cunning + Immortality + Dark and Unkind + No Sword + Slow to Warm Up]

(The protagonist of this article is a bit cunning in the early stages, but it is just an excessive way, not a cunning way.)

(This article is also titled "Don't Ask If It's Right or Wrong, Just Tell Me If I Became a Taoist Patriarch?")

When Fang Qing woke up, he unexpectedly traveled to a world of cultivation where the Great Dao was manifested.

All living beings in the world can look directly at the Great Way,

Thus all the ways of the world came into being.

Different paths, practicing different "Tao", understanding different "principles",

Before they knew it, except for those who were on the same path, other sects could no longer communicate.

"If we do not share the same ideals, we cannot work together."

"Those who are not of my way are all evil spirits!"

"So," Fang Qing nodded and confirmed with his master again:

"Except for us, are all the other Taoist monks evil?"

"That's right, disciple is right!"

Fang Qing nodded, but was puzzled——

"Then why...are those 'evil spirits' afraid of us?"

"Besides, why do they go crazy just by looking at me?"

The master stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes deep:

"That's because—"

"We are Daozu,"

Fang Qing: “…”

He looked down at his newly entered cultivation level.

Then I looked at Master's as-a-matter-of-course expression.

For those of you who have just taken the first step on the path,

It became the Daozu thing,

Still feels like something is not right!

Chosen by the Eye of Heaven, Mo Chen becomes a powerful supporting character in the "Haojitian Heavenly God's Trial"! He'll watch as the powerful figures unleash their respective tactics, including the "useless" style, the "harem" style, the "invincible" style, the "powerful scheme" style, the "sage" style, the "son-in-law" style... all while he serves as the backdrop for the protagonists' pretense and slapstick. Will he be manipulated and go with the flow? Or will he defy fate and control his own destiny? It all depends on his thoughts! P.S. This book lacks the "ding ding ding" system, so the protagonist is somewhat suppressed in the early stages. In chapter 50, he breaks free and strikes back!