After transmigrating to the Primordial Wasteland, I actually don't have a golden finger?
"I am the Holy Son of the Sun and Moon Palace. I challenge you to a duel!"
"My chest hurts... Little Kun, come out and take this hit for me. Eat my big bird!"
"I am the Holy Maiden of the Nine Netherworlds. I've heard your guqin skills are superb, and would like to compete with you."
"All right, but if you lose, you have to eat my big bird too!"
"Little Vermilion Bird, go perform a Dance of the Flame for her!"
What Ling Tian hadn't expected was that an ancient desolate beast had been sealed in his chest. Whenever he met an enemy, he could pull one out for a stroll.
"It's no use. I haven't moved in ages..."
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
