Standing on the top of the Tianlong, clearing the fog of the God of War, sinking in the sword, getting lost in the acceleration, killing is my soul, and the female cultivator is my furnace. Under the sky, who controls the ups and downs? ... A stalwart figure sneered: How could you beat me! ... The introduction is actually just one sentence: Enter Taoism through martial arts, and all female cultivators in the world will be successful. ... Don't seek the most reasonable, but seek the most YY, and everything else by the way.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
