Turns out, they showered him with their stuff: divine pulses, ultimate martial arts forms, transcendent alchemy techniques... the whole nine yards. It's like he was handed *World Defying Dan God* powers from day one! Seriously, ever happened?
With all that backing him, his path just seemed... easy? Man's got this unfair advantage. Hungry? He pops out some spirit pills and calls 'em snacks. Lonely? Well, those divine encounters kept things interesting, I guess. Feeling bored stiff? Then he'd get bored watching martial artists try to score free spiritual elixirs by groveling – kinda funny, actually. And when the day was done and he was knackered? His wives were always around, ready to give him a rubdown.
Basically, his life isn't about the usual grind; it's smooth sailing thanks to that divine hand he got dealt early on.