The Daily Life of The Immortal King

Chapter 1: The "Richest" of the Rich

In this world, there was no shortage of people born with silver spoons in their mouths, and Wang Ling was one of them.

But he was the “richest” of them all, and with his birth, he almost overturned the whole of cultivation society.

In a plainly decorated family apartment, Mr and Mrs Wang rocked a baby carriage with loving smiles on their faces.

“I can’t believe how, in a blink of an eye, our sweetie has grown so much.”

“That’s right. It’s also our Ling Ling’s
birthday today…”

“Darling, did you prepare any gifts?”

“Of course I did!”

Saying this, the middle-aged man surprised the woman next to him by drawing out the long and thick magic treasure that hung at his waist.

This tough and long magic treasure, richly adorned with fantastic gemstones, was truly dazzling to the eye. Mouth slightly open in astonishment, the woman stared blankly at it.

“What is this?!”

“A Chanel flying sword!” Father Wang looked so proud as he boasted, “It cost me a full half-year’s income to specially buy this gift for our Ling Ling. Until now, not a single person in our Wang family has managed to reach the Golden Core stage… Darling, this sword represents my hope for Ling Ling!”

In this world where cultivation and modern science were perfectly combined, the diploma had completely given way to the realm system, and had become the new criterion for determining one’s degree of education.

The pitiful Wang couple had never graduated from the Physical Build stage, and remained stagnant at this preliminary stage.

This Chanel flying sword, which was classified at Core Formation level, was worth cities.

Father Wang had gritted his teeth and bought it at the risk of tightening his belt in the coming days.

However, sucking on a pacifier in the baby carriage, Wang Ling only gave the sword a cursory look out of the corner of his eye before contemptuously giving it the cold shoulder.

This was the first time he had seen such an ugly flying sword.

What dumbfounded him the most was that this man actually put such an unsightly sword near his pillow, and even kept on saying that it was for warding off evil spirits.

What a pile of shit! Hadn’t the Four Olds been abolished two thousand years ago? This was the scientific age of cultivation, where the hell had this feudalistic remnant come from?!
With a completely speechless look, Wang Ling stretched out a hand less than a quarter of the size of Mr Wang’s, and directly snapped that unsightly flying sword in two.

That year, he was only one year old.

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After Wang Ling broke the flying sword at the age of one with his bare hands, the Wang couple directly complained to the Bureau of Quality Supervision about being sold a shoddy product by an unscrupulous businessman.

There was no way a mere baby could destroy a Core Formation flying sword with just his hand!

At that time, Wang Ling’s parents had erroneously assumed that they had bought a fake Chanel flying sword.

It was when Wang Ling was three, and the couple witnessed their son flying around the room skillfully on a small children’s wooden sword, that they realized that they hadn’t bought a fake Chanel sword.