
My Grandson Goes on a Show, Revealing My Identity as a Cultivator
孙子上节目,我修仙者身份暴露了
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 920k Words
- Genre
- Urban Romance
- Subgenre
- Urban Life
- Updated
- 3y ago
- Source
- Faloo
Synopsis
All-time: Reads, Flowers.
412Chapters
4.5MReads
16.4kFlowers
10.0Score
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Reader comments 38
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You can survive the catastrophe in a hundred years. This is the spiritual energy level of Journey to the West.
How did those people get the honor to sit in such a high position? Just let his grandson sit on it. He also asked those people to sit on it. Those who are yelling (*????`*) Are mentally retarded.
I came to see the protagonist, not his grandson.
Two hundred thousand times two dozen people equals more than 40 million? The author's mathematics was probably taught by his physical education teacher. . . . .
Chapter 18 is a bit ridiculous. Longjing is green tea. The sooner you drink it, the better. According to the instructions in it, if you leave it for eight years, the top quality is useless.
It's too toxic. It's a cycle of pretending to be cool and getting slapped in the face. It's also extremely embarrassing. The main character won't appear until chapter 600. I suggest you don't read it.
About the book "Sun Tzu went on the show, my identity as an immortal cultivator was exposed" about live broadcast learning 024: Japanese people want to buy tea? Chapter review.
Please let that Lin Xiaoxue die. Just like an SD, he still doesn't forget his original intention. If he goes to nmd and doesn't forget his original intention, can he make a living?
Why did I feel so angry when I saw it, I was almost mad to death.
The grandson who wrote it exposed his grandfather as a cultivator of immortality. In the end, he wrote more than 70 slaps in the face, and there was not even a shadow of himself.