Turns Out I Am a Dao Ancestor

The Dao of immortals is hazy, and immortal traces are hard to find.

Li Nianfan descended into a world of cultivation in a mortal body. After learning that cultivation was beyond his reach, he only wanted to live a peaceful life.

But he did not know——

The dog he adopted became a generation’s demon king that suppressed a world because it watched him write poetry and paint.

The trees he planted behind his house became the world tree that supported the bridge between heaven and earth because they listened to him play music.

A passerby he casually pointed out became an immortal saint of the Dao, leading an entire era.

Looking back——

It turns out that the scholar who kept pestering him for calligraphy and paintings was the Immortal Realm’s painting saint, the old man whose chess was terrible was the Immortal Realm’s chess saint, and the beauty who came every night to listen to music was the Immortal Realm’s number one saintess...