I, a Dignified Immortal Cultivator, Actually Want to Sell Dali Pills

April in the human world is the month of youthful bloom. On the April day, your face is reflected in the peach blossoms, and you feel so happy in this mortal world. After practicing hard in the immortal way for hundreds of years, the road to heaven is just around the corner. The beauty's sword was flying in the clouds and mist, about to head towards the Purple Gold Peak, when a word came to my ears: I want to go to the Immortal Path and sell Dali Pills! One word is worth thousands of thunders and tribulations, and it makes me fall to nine heavens with unspeakable suffering! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.