The Young Master Is Too Outrageous at Cultivating Immortality

"If Su Qingxuan had not been born, the Sword Dao would have been shrouded in darkness for all eternity!"

In a crowded little teahouse, the storyteller waved his folding fan.

"This time, I shall tell the tale of the Poetry Immortal, Su Qingxuan!"

"Everyone thinks Qingxuan is merely a Poetry Immortal, but they don't know that he is also an unrivaled Sword Immortal, the likes of whom have not appeared in ages!"

"Ah, this story is a long one. We must begin ten years ago, when the Poetry Immortal first entered the Immortal Seclusion Sect."

As he spoke, the storyteller unhurriedly picked up the teacup on the table and took a slow, elegant sip.

Someone grew impatient and shouted, "Storyteller, get on with it! We all know that the Poetry Immortal Su Qingxuan entered the Immortal Seclusion Sect ten years ago, established himself as the Poetry Immortal of Wei with a single poem on the Sword Dao, slaughtered every demon in the Myriad Demon Grotto with his Reincarnation Sword Art, and won the beauty's heart. We still don't know the details!"

At this, the storyteller smiled. Though he looked like a pale-faced scholar, his smile was radiant, and in his bright eyes, the figure of a tall, graceful man gradually appeared..

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