The Rise of the Wilderness: Taoism Kills the Gods

What Qing Xuanzi regretted most in his life was not reading the almanac before his ascension. The Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation reached its final stage, and the space crack suddenly opened above the head. When he opened his eyes again, he was lying in the square of the Foreign Magic Academy, being pointed at his nose by a group of students and scolded him as "double waste". No response from the test crystal? Nonsense, what I practice is Taoism, what you test is magic. He took out a rabbit that specialized in chewing space stones from his arms. The water in Emerald City is deeper than it looks. The contribution list is a book of life and death, the Thorn Bird Chamber of Commerce is eyeing his rabbit, and the ancient oracle bones are actually related to his hometown. Until that day, Qing Xuanzi looked at the three "problem students" who came to his door: An ostracized half-elf, a rune master in debt, and a blacksmith's daughter full of hatred. Then he looked at the rabbit in his arms that was chewing on the wall. He sighed. "Okay." "Since this world treats you like livestock——" "Then I'll teach you how to dismantle this cage." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.