Wei Changsheng traveled through time and became a servant in the Nanshao Immortal Sect. In the world of cultivation, the strong prey on the weak and resources are scarce.

As a menial worker at the second level of Qi training, he had a meager salary, lacked the skills to advance, and his practice was difficult.

By chance, he activated the Daqian Farm System.

The system has accelerated land, high-quality crops, and can also be exchanged for skills and items.

With this, the output of his spiritual fields increased greatly, and his cultivation level far surpassed that of his fellow servants.

While others were worried about resources, he rose to prominence with his system and attracted everyone's attention.

Finally, after many twists and turns, he achieved his goal and ascended to the fairyland to become a true immortal.

(Invincible + Lightheartedly Funny + Goofy + Time Travel + No System) Other senior brothers are all gifted and virtuous, with impeccable character, peerless elegance, unparalleled genius, admired by all, like a glittering star! But my senior brother is lazy, greedy, and dishonest. He possesses the Sacred Body of the Great Chaos, yet he's obsessed with money! Cultivation? Even dogs wouldn't practice. I'm already invincible, so a little money isn't too much to ask for, right? — From Lu Xiaochuan's Quotations.

Fang Chen, lacking spiritual roots, had originally thought he'd never be able to cultivate in his lifetime. However, all that changed when he obtained a broken sword. He discovered that simply chopping with it would increase his cultivation. "Do you have spiritual roots? No wonder my cultivation increases so quickly when I chop!"

No spiritual energy in the restricted area? No problem, I can absorb energy even by chopping rocks!

Is it difficult to practice martial arts? What a joke! I can get enlightenment just by killing people!

Is the Heavenly Tribulation terrifying? Haha, when the Heavenly Dao saw me draw my sword, the Tribulation Cloud immediately took a detour.

You say I don't have spiritual roots? I become stronger just by killing people, so why would I need spiritual roots?

My friends, welcome aboard and watch how Fang Chen, with just one sword, rises from a menial servant to an Immortal Emperor.

【Cultivation + daily comedy + side face transfer + face slap + Lao Liu + Gou Dao. 】

Everyday funny, humorous and witty conversation, and a slow-paced main story.

After Han Changkong traveled to the world of immortal cultivation, he discovered that the owner of this body had been injured and became a disabled person in order to help the sect find the Sword of Heaven.

Finally he died in his own cave.

After traveling through time, Han Changkong activated the golden finger, which allowed him to transfer his own negative energy to the enemies who wanted to kill him.

"Damn, the enemy seems to be unable to hold on any longer. Big brother, hold on a little longer! I'm about to break through!"

"I want this technique that allows you to quickly cultivate by sacrificing your lifespan."

Brother, you are injured, take the pill quickly, or I will give you the pill?

Then he took out a bunch of healing pills and gave them to his enemies.

Senior Sister: "No? You gave healing pills to the enemy?"

"Senior Sister, the enemy is also a human being. This is called boundless love."

I thought to myself: If I really die, where can I find such a tough enemy?

Han Changkong just wants to survive and thrive, just wants to be a local emperor, just wants to have 30,000 beauties in his harem, and has no desire to make progress.

In order to take control of the Shenwei Army, the royal family of the Great Zhou Kingdom did not hesitate to launch a surprise attack on King Shenwei and shatter his dantian.

But no one would have thought that Qin Hao, the son of King Shenwei, a top-notch waste that is rarely seen in a thousand years, a truly flawed body, and a super playboy, is actually a genius in alchemy and medicine!

I refine the elixirs that others dare not refine, and I save those that others dare not save.

I want to refine the elixir that others cannot, and I want to save those who others cannot save.

You ask me why?

I have a cauldron named the Alchemy God. It can refine all kinds of elixirs and even the heavens!

A family outcast, he was relegated to guarding a medicine garden, enduring endless bullying and humiliation. One day, a fortuitous encounter allowed him to cultivate a variety of elixirs for his own use. Genius is determined by aptitude, and I possess various elixirs, rapidly increasing my strength. From then on, I tormented geniuses, flirted with women, battled the powerful, and rose to unrivaled status, becoming the Supreme Martial Master.