You All Practice Martial Arts, so I Have No Choice but to Become an Immortal

"Haha! Ye Linyuan, Zhenbei King Ye Zhan does not know whether he is alive or dead outside. Your grandfather Ye Xuan has been in seclusion for more than ten years and is about to die. And you are just an idiot who only wants to read books about sages. You want to marry the princess in your next life!" "It's ridiculous for a mere mortal to dream of becoming an immortal! It's ridiculous!" "The way of heaven is unfair. I have toiled hard for a hundred years, suffered nine deaths, and fell short of the mark. If there is an afterlife, I will destroy the heavens and kill the immortals!" The old man held the jade silk powder in his hands with trembling hands. He raised his head, his pupils dilated as if he wanted to see through the thunderclouds and see the truth of the world. "The disaster star appears! Martial arts will collapse!" "The disaster star appears! Martial arts will collapse!" "The disaster star has appeared! Martial arts will collapse!" The old man's voice was hoarse and trembling, with panic coming from his heart. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.