From Sect Janitor to Immortal God — He Conquered the Cultivation World with a Single Gourd

No System. No Mentor. Just a Mysterious Gourd. How a lowly janitor of a failing sect clawed his way from the bottom to immortality — step by step, harvest by harvest. In the backwater Cloud Float Sect of the desolate Western Liang cultivation world, a nameless janitor disciple — someone even the outer disciples wouldn't spare a glance for — stumbles upon an unremarkable-looking gourd. It doesn't come with a level-up panel. No quest log. No cheat techniques handed to him on a silver platter. What it does do? Ripen spiritual herbs in days instead of decades. Nurture savage beasts into loyal companions. Refine talisman ink to near-perfect purity. But every gain demands real work. He must till the soil with his own hands. Feed each beast by dawn and dusk. Test every talisman stroke until his fingers bleed. There are no shortcuts here — only the slow, grinding accumulation of honest effort, and the weight of every single choice he makes. From a nameless weed-puller to a talisman master in the making. From a beast-handling fool to a spirit caller whispered of in awe. Armed with nothing but this gourd and his own stubborn will, he carves out a path through a brutal cultivation world that was never meant to let someone like him rise. Slow-burn. Slice-of-life. Multiple romantic threads woven through. This is a story about what it truly means to grow — not through divine gifts, but through sweat, patience, and the courage to keep going when no one believes in you.