Xuanhuan: A Hundred-Year-Old Man Gets Forty Consecutive Draws from the Start

Zhou Qing is already white-haired when he finally activates the Sect Leader System, drawing forty times right from the start.

"What? How can this sect have so many immortal beasts? A nine-clawed golden dragon, an ancient Taotie, a primordial divine elephant! Run!" A mighty powerhouse trembles in fear.

"What? I can't even get through the sect's gates. What kind of formation is this? Oh no, my immortal artifact has shattered! I'm doomed! Aah!" A peerless prodigy wails in despair.

"What? More than nine thousand spiritual ley lines converge here. One day of cultivation here equals 240 years elsewhere! Even a domestic pig is at a higher level than me! Impossible! I don't believe it! It's all an illusion! This is a spell! Huh?! Why do I feel my bottleneck loosening???" The next moment, a cultivator breaks through.

"I'll come clean. I'm leaving my sect to join Zhou Qing!" Countless saintesses resolutely abandon their sects and depart without a backward glance!

Zhou Qing: Cultivating properly? That's just not going to happen...

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.