I transmigrated to a world ruled by gods, a world where the divine court had only swept across the world a few hundred years ago.

Lin Xiao, who was focused on cultivating immortality and didn't want to get involved in the intricacies of the Divine Court, could only seal himself inside the spiritual treasure Qiankun Sun and Moon Pot.

Within the pot, a grotto-heaven opens, the sun and moon are refined; if I cannot become a celestial immortal, I will become an earth immortal, my spirit merging with the grotto-heaven to transform heaven and earth.

They would occasionally hold a Dharma assembly, host a peach banquet, and casually distribute some lucky treasures.

No matter how many millennia of divine oppression you have exerted, I remain at ease within the gourd, watching the divine court rise and fall, and then witnessing its collapse.

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I practiced until my body resembled a crane's form, and beneath a thousand pines lay two volumes of scriptures. I came to inquire about the Dao, but there was nothing more to say; the clouds were in the blue sky, and the water was in the bottle.

When Ji Shi woke up, he found himself transmigrated into the body of the Jiajing Emperor, who was obsessed with cultivating immortality, and it seemed that he had even succeeded in cultivating immortality.