Lee Jinhyuk had one very unusual hobby.
He read cultivation manhwa.
Not just a few.
Thousands.
If someone mentioned cultivation stories, Jinhyuk could immediately list the most common ways people died.
He knew everything.
If you were a young master:
You would provoke the wrong person.
If you were a side character:
You would die helping the protagonist.
If you were talented:
You would be assassinated.
If you were weak:
You would be bullied to death.
If you had a jade beauty beside you…
You were absolutely doomed.
Because of this, Jinhyuk developed a personal philosophy.
"Cultivation worlds are death traps."
Unfortunately for him…
That philosophy would soon become extremely relevant.
It happened on a rainy night.
Jinhyuk sat in his small apartment, staring at the glowing screen of his phone.
Another cultivation manhwa.
Another arrogant young master.
Another massacre.
He sighed.
"Why are these idiots always provoking people stronger than them?"
He scrolled through the comments.
Everyone was praising the protagonist for destroying an entire sect.
Jinhyuk only shook his head.
"If I were in a cultivation world, I'd just live quietly."
No tournaments.
No adventures.
No ancient ruins.
Just farming vegetables somewhere remote.
He leaned back in his chair.
"That's the only way to survive."
Then the truck hit him.
Darkness swallowed everything.
Jinhyuk felt like he was floating in an endless void.
Strange whispers echoed around him.
Ancient.
Mysterious.
Powerful.
Something vast brushed against his consciousness.
Something older than stars.
Then—
Light exploded.
When Jinhyuk opened his eyes again, he was lying in grass.
Above him stretched a vast blue sky.
Mountains pierced the clouds in the distance.
Spiritual energy filled the air like a refreshing breeze.
Jinhyuk blinked.
"…Where am I?"
He sat up slowly.
The surrounding forest was ancient and massive. Trees towered hundreds of meters tall.
Birds with shimmering feathers flew across the sky.
A waterfall roared somewhere nearby.
Then Jinhyuk froze.
His eyes widened in horror.
"This…"
He slowly looked at the scenery.
The mountains.
The spiritual energy.
The ancient forest.
His voice trembled.
"…this is definitely a cultivation world."
His heart dropped.
This was the worst possible outcome.
He stood up quickly and checked his body.
Human.
Normal.
No system.
No cheat.
No special powers.
Jinhyuk's face turned pale.
"I'm dead."
He began pacing nervously.
"Think. Think."
Years of reading cultivation stories began flashing through his mind.
Rule number one.
Never assume you are the protagonist.
Rule number two.
Avoid everyone.
Rule number three.
Survive.
He clenched his fists.
"Alright."
"I can do this."
"I just need to live quietly."
Unknown to him…
At that exact moment—
The sky trembled.
Across the entire cultivation world, ancient beings opened their eyes in shock.
In a forbidden immortal realm, an old ancestor spat blood.
"What… what kind of existence has descended into this world?!"
Mountains cracked.
Heavenly tribulations scattered.
Even the laws of reality began trembling.
Because the moment Jinhyuk awakened…
The Origin of Heaven and Earth had fully merged with his soul.
He had unknowingly become the strongest existence in the universe.
Meanwhile…
Jinhyuk looked around nervously.
"This forest looks dangerous."
"I should find a quiet place to hide."
And so…
The most powerful being in existence began his life as a terrified coward.