Conferred Gods: Tribulation of Fortune, Tampering with the Destiny of Conferred Gods

Qiao Kun had been cultivating immortality for ten years. It wasn't until his master asked him to defect to Chentangguan Li Jing that he was shocked to realize that he was in the world of gods. His qualifications are mediocre, and he can only rub flames and gather water balls with half-expert spells. If he is thrown into the Conferred God Battlefield, he will be just standard cannon fodder. As soon as he arrived at Chentangguan, Nezha hit his face with the Qiankun Circle. Qiao Kun was almost sent away, but he took out the golden stick with his backhand and carried it hard - I don't care if you cause trouble, but if you want to kill me, I won't be polite. Empress Shiji drove Qingluan to suppress the enemy, and Li Jing borrowed Xuanyuan Huangdi's weapons to resist. Qiao Kun huddled in the corner and his eyelids twitched: "Golden immortals are everywhere, and powerful people are as numerous as dogs. What kind of job can he do?" But the way to survive is often not in the plan - he and Shi Ji were trapped in the Kowloon Divine Fire Barrier. The divine fire burned more and more intensely, and the two of them were turned into fly ash before their eyes. Before Shi Ji died, he held his hand and insisted on a promise. Qiao Kun felt soft and nodded. The next second, Shi Ji overturned the divine fire cover and suppressed Taiyi Zhenren with his backhand. The direction of the Conferred God is completely crooked. From taking advantage of Nezha's opportunity to being targeted by Empress Shiji, Qiao Kun just wanted to say: There is no one on the list of gods. Who will give me a list if I die? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.