Old Ancestor, Times Have Changed

Xu Xing transmigrated into a cultivation world, endured countless hardships, and finally became the old ancestor of an immortal sect. But he never expected that after one session of secluded meditation, the entire world had changed.

Cultivation version of delinquents stepping on sword aura and thunder-painted flying swords.

"Old geezer, my flying sword is parked at your doorstep. Here's the report slip!"

Civil engineering bros, to meet the deadline, change the weather with one punch.

"Those in civil engineering should just punch open the heavenly gate, right?"

Demonic old masters use cloning technology, combined with illusion realms to cultivate artificial souls.

"A poor wretch like you refining a Ten Thousand Soul Banner?"

The Joyous Union Sect absorbs vital energy through live streaming.

"Even the top spender now checks if the yang energy is strong enough?"

"Hey, you sword cultivator ahead! You're speeding! Please pull over, cooperate with the investigation, and show your flying sword license!"

Huh?

"Did I transmigrate back again?"