I'm Really Not a God of War

I, Ye Qiu, have been in this world for ten years. I raise fish, blacksmith, and feed chickens every day. Ye Qiu looked at the cultivators outside flying overhead, crying and laughing, "When will I be able to be like them?" Until one day, "Ye Wushen started boxing again. With each move, his martial arts was revealed. It is true that there are immortals in the sky and martial gods in the world." Ye Qiu: "Who are you talking about? It's definitely not about me. I was just lashing out with lightning five times. Well, it's definitely not about me." "Ye Wushen, please accept me, even as a maid." "Ye Wushen, just accept me as an old slave." The most powerful man in the mainland wants to be his slave, the saint of the Holy Land, and the Holy Master wants to be his maid. Ye Qiu: "I'm really not a god of war. I can only whip five times in a row." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.