Ancient Legend: I Hold up the Sky for My Sisters

Traveling through the ancient world. Dad is the only god in the world, the sword god. Mom is recognized as the most beautiful woman in the world. They gave birth to seven beautiful and beautiful sisters, and I was the eighth, the only male in the family, and the apple of my eyes. Inheriting the excellent bloodline from their parents, each of the seven sisters possesses unique skills. Eldest Sister: Talisman Master Second sister: spiritual planter Third Sister: Alchemist Fourth Sister: Weapon Refiner Fifth Sister: Array Master Sixth Sister: Spiritual Beast Master Seventh Sister: Puppet Master But my eighth brother is an ordinary loser who is only a little better than ordinary people. But who am I? The second generation of gods Voldemort of sisters Not being a dandy has blinded my identity in vain. Ever since, I inherited my father's fine tradition and became the second cancer in the world. … Until one day. My family ascended and forgot about me. I, an ordinary person, in order to avoid being hunted by the prehistoric world, can only accompany me as a man and dress as a woman, and prepare to stay in Xuannv Sect. But this damn [Women's Heart] system awakened in me, and I acquired a magical physique that had never been seen before in ancient times [Flower Protector Demonic Body], and I constantly protected these girls and transformed them into cultivation. But none of these girls have peace of mind, so I can only be their protector, the man behind them, and their strong backing. But what I didn't expect was that those girls with great luck could actually see through my physique. He even thinks that I am the son of destiny, with a body of pure Yang. Ever since. Those goddesses, saints, witches, and witches all care about me. … Lang Fantian burst into tears: "Let me go, we won't have a good outcome."