Li Ming transmigrated to a fantasy world and, by a twist of fate, joined the Kunlun Holy Land.
But after more than ten years of cultivation, he had made no progress at all.
Just as he was about to accept his fate, he activated the Divine Fortune-Telling System.
He thought he could defy fate from then on, but when he cast a fortune for himself, the result read:
[Name: Li Ming]
[Fate: One month from now, in his haste to break through, his cultivation will go awry and he will die suddenly.]
Then he cast a fortune for a passing junior servant disciple beside him.
[Name: Wang Ergou]
[Recent fortune: Go out this afternoon and buy a sixth-grade Marrow-Cleansing Pill from an old man's stall.]
At that moment, Li Ming knew exactly what he had to do.
Yes, European, hair, hair, hair, hair.
May you learn to be a pine tree, and be careful not to be a peach or a plum.