It Is Better to Open a Tavern Than to Cultivate Immortality

I was born in this world of cultivation, but there is a Chinese memory engraved in my heart. Although I inherited the physique of my parents who were useless cultivators, I also inherited my father's mysterious tavern, where I can absorb the emotions and desires of the guests. The cultivation skills of this thing are one-time, and you have to start over after using them, so I will do nothing if I don't take action. The heavens and the earth moved, at the bottom of the world. God gave me a kind and soft heart, but did not give me the ability to redeem. But the injustice that day fell on Song Shiyi's head. Facing the powerful cultivator, I stepped out. I took one step to gather Qi, two steps to condense Qi, three steps to break Qi, and four steps to travel far away. Until the seventh step, I had reached the realm of blue fall, and respectfully invited the gods to die! I, Chen Shiliu, am watching the world of mortals. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.