牧塵客

A lowly cultivator from a dilapidated immortal sect, he originally scraped by on scavenging, and to nourish a few acres of barren herb fields, he was forced to work hard at collecting manure. Until one day, he discovered a pile of dung that was different from the rest... Life makes no distinction between noble and base, and immortal cultivation asks not of one's origins; it turns out that even collecting manure in the immortal realm holds great promise. This book is also titled "Cultivating Immortality Starting from Manure Collection.