When I Was Reborn, I Worked as a Sword Slave in a Brothel.

"I was calm the moment I received the critical illness notice. This was expected and would definitely happen," the man stood in front of the window and stared blankly at the sky on the other side of the glass. The sun hit his face. He stretched out his white hands and reached forward vigorously, as if trying to grab something. Suddenly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Even so, but... I want to live, live for a long, long time. It's best to live as long as heaven and earth, just like eating those nine-thousand-year-old flat peaches." … … "Visitors from the outer world, welcome to Xingqu, emmm, in your words, welcome to the world of cultivating immortals. The world of cultivating immortals is the same as in your story book, but different." … What, there are sect affiliates all over the mainland, but they are all brothels. You are a heir to a sect, but you have to be a sword slave for the rest of your life. There is plenty of spiritual energy, but I can't use it. Damn it, damn it, but none of this can shake my Taoist heart. I just want to live! Live as long as heaven and earth. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.