I'm just a humble Natural Dyer. Stop Calling Me Sage
Khun Ming was never a hero. He was a natural dyer who spent his life working with plants, cloth, and dye vats. His greatest concerns were water temperature, fiber preparation, and whether a batch of marigold would produce a stable yellow.
Then one day he died while trying to save a drowning puppy. Instead of the afterlife he expected, Khun Ming met an ancient ancestor who offered him a new life in another world.
He asked for only a few simple things:
A peaceful life.
Good soil for growing plants.
Complete knowledge of natural dyeing.
The skills to build his own home.
And enough strength to defend himself if necessary.
Now living quietly on a cliffside bamboo cottage, Khun Ming begins again as a humble craftsman. But this new world does not understand color the way he does. Here, pigments come from spiritual stones controlled by powerful guilds. Cloth is dull, expensive, and lifeless.
Khun Ming simply grows flowers, dig roots, chop barks, pluck leaves. Through careful washing, boiling, and dyeing, he slowly brings real color back into the world. Meanwhile, cultivators, sect elders, spirit beasts, and even immortals begin noticing something strange.
The land around his cottage becomes unusually stable. Spirit energy flows smoothly.
Tribulations weaken. Ancient beasts gather nearby.
Yet Khun Ming remains completely unaware. He believes he is just a humble natural dyer trying to complete his next order of yellow cloth. Unfortunately for the cultivation world, dyeing done properly can change far more than fabric.