I'm Really Not a Farmer

In the dark age, the awakening of supernatural powers is the lifeblood. However, Hu Xiao summoned a broken hoe on the Qiling Platform, and became the laughing stock of the whole city with a gray star on his head. My father crushed the tea cup and his palm was stained with blood, and he muttered out of his mind: "How can the plowshare of the Exiled Land reappear?" But the mother wiped off the dirt and stuffed it into his hand: "Hold tight, son, this is the hoe your father used to cut through the stars." Hu Xiao tightened his grip on the "waste hoe", and the imperial gold starlight revealed from the rusty cracks was quietly burning towards the demons of the Eight Desolations and the Emperor Immortal family who had abandoned him like a pair of worn-out shoes. ?**——I am really not a farmer! I am the Emperor Immortal who wields a hoe to split the galaxy! ? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.