[Urban Fantasy + Cultivation + No System + Ruthless Combat]
“Yicheng, you’re a once-in-a-millennium romantic, destined to become entangled with many beautiful women.”
“Master, then why don’t I just stay on the mountain for the rest of my life?”
Master Ban Ci looked at He Yicheng, patted his head, and smiled.
“Silly boy, after studying under me for so long, you still don’t believe in fate?”
“How can one satisfy both the Buddha and one’s beloved?”
“That line sums up my fate, your master’s!”
“But your cultivation must take place in the mortal world. If you don’t come down from the mountain, you’ll never attain the Dao.”
“Master, then exactly how many will I have?”
