Sorry, I'm a cultivator.

不好意思，我修仙的

Author: Wangshan Tingquan

Summary:

Li Xingzhou was tricked by his sister's "great luck"—in order to sever ties between him and his beloved family and friends.

Eighteen years later, Li Xingzhou finally returned to his familiar hometown—a place of spiritual revival and a century of change.

Good news: My sister is alive and well.

Bad news: I could die at any moment.

Good news: Collecting all the Heavenly Cups will save her.

Bad news: There is already a potential emperor in my hometown.

Good news: I'm strong!

Bad news: Some bad woman is lusting after me.

"Those wild women outside are wicked; you must be careful and watch out. Unlike me, your older sister, I only know how to cherish you~"

"It's okay, it's all my older sisters who care about me."

……

"Little brother, may I taste your blood?"

"Yes, that's possible, but after-sales service is not included."

……

"Do you want the system? I'll send you a beautiful white-haired, red-eyed girl~"

"Sorry, I'm into white-haired, blue-eyed people."

……

Do you prefer the older sister or the younger sister?

"I like sisters."

……

"You opened it?"

"I've never turned it off!"

……

Then, Li Xingzhou, who was already quite cautious, discovered: I am really strong!

A chaotic scene? A machete-wielding style?

Sorry, I cultivate immortality!

I'm already this strong, how can I not do whatever I want?

Chapter 1 What year is it tonight?

In everyone's life, there are times when they feel they've seen the gates of angels open. Li Xingzhou had strived for eighteen years, and on his 99th attempt, the gates finally opened—

the second time.

"A tiny cloud, slowly drifting by, please rest your feet and stop for a moment..."

The familiar singing gradually reached his ears from the after-school broadcast. As the singing became clearer, Li Xingzhou couldn't help but clench his hands.

came back!

Everything is back!

After eighteen years, Li Xingzhou returned to his familiar hometown.

To deliver a notification letter to my sister who is in the hospital.

It is the summer solstice, the sky is clear and the warm breeze is blowing.

Looking at the familiar clothes and listening to the familiar songs, Li Xingzhou, despite his tired expression, had eyes full of uncontainable surprise.

He couldn't help but bite the tip of his tongue, the fishy taste spreading in his mouth.

Not a dream.

It's not a time for fantasy either!

I'm really back!

Li Xingzhou unconsciously started walking, recalling the past, the past...

Ok?

Something's not right...

At the school gate, several parents threw small trinkets of different colors on the ground, and then... cars parked on the roadside.

Is this... a miracle capsule?

No, there already is a similar space storage technology like the storage ring?

What year is this eve?

Just as Li Xingzhou was in a daze—

"Hey young man, stop right there! Don't you know you can't cross the road during dismissal time? Don't you know students have priority? Didn't you see the sword cultivator's flight path in the sky is closed too? Go back!"

Sword cultivator, and navigation channel?

A hint of doubt flashed in Li Xingzhou's eyes. He understood the meaning of both words, but why did they seem so unfamiliar when put together?

He subconsciously looked up and saw, within the high and low channels divided into levels, giant ships sailing with the wind, large birds standing silently, and people hovering in the air on swords...

? !

Is that correct?

Li Xingzhou looked around again and this time discovered that the cars were not using oil, but a 'fuel' similar to spiritual energy.

A real hearse?

And what about the electric hybrid?

No, what am I doing?

Is this still my hometown?

While Li Xingzhou was still in a daze, the voice from before rang out again, accompanied by a series of hurried footsteps.

"Stop looking around, I'm talking to you. This isn't the place for you to attract attention by wearing ancient costume!"

"Go back immediately!"

The man in uniform grabbed Li Xingzhou's wrist and tried to pull him away, but Li Xingzhou didn't budge.

"Wow, young man, you're pretty strong. Are you a body cultivator? Which university did you go to?"

Li Xingzhou looked at the uniformed man's wrist. The traffic policeman... had cultivation!

I went back to my hometown by myself... and got lost?

That shouldn't be the case. No matter what, there's no way I wouldn't be able to tell the difference between the front and back doors.

After all, I had to open, go in, and close the door nearly a hundred times before I could accurately locate the door to my hometown...

Despite his thoughts, Li Xingzhou retreated to the curb and, after observing his surroundings once more, asked, "Is this Yunzhou?"

"Yunzhou? That's the old name. Now it's called Jiangzhou... What, have you been living in the mountains for so long that you're oblivious to what's happening around you, or did you come back from another country?"

The traffic police officer who followed Li Xingzhou glanced at him a couple more times, and casually asked a question while pulling out a ticket from his waist: "But don't think you can get away with this."

What's your name? Give me your ID card, and tell me your system ID number.

As he finished speaking, he subtly made a gesture behind him.

Is it now renamed Jiangzhou?

Although Li Xingzhou was unclear about the reason for the name change, he was at least certain that this place was indeed part of Yunzhou.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard the unfamiliar term "system number" and involuntarily stared intently at the traffic policeman in front of him.

system?

Still using a number?

Is it something in novels that gives the protagonist power, money, and beautiful women around him?

Is this unlocking the genetic potential of the brain, or a new product of the technological explosion?

And it sounds like everyone has it?

He wanted to ask about the system, but then changed his question to, "What year is it this year?"

Judging from the traffic police's questioning, this system number is the same as the name and ID card number, and even if he mistakenly thought he lived deep in the mountains, he didn't think he would be unable to say the system number...

Does not having this system number mean someone is considered an unregistered user?

Considering his own purpose, Li Xingzhou then changed his question to the time.

Confirming the time is also a clue.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but glance around again, and after observing carefully, he saw many things he had never seen before.

Temperatures much higher than in the past, cities suspended in the sky...

what is this?

Is it a spiritual revival or have I really gone down the wrong path?

The familiar yet unfamiliar scenes caused Li Xingzhou's eyes to momentarily daze as the traffic police officer answered.

A century has passed!

It seems that a sad, thick barrier has already separated me from my hometown.

and many more!