[Daoist celestial master + no heroine + invincible aura + happy ending]
Zhang Ziling: “Xiao Qi, go give that Black guy a couple of slaps.”
Lin Qiye: “Yes, Daoist.”
Some Black guy: “?”
Zhang Ziling: “Xiao Yuer, are you there?”
An Qingyu: “...I’m here, Master.”
Zhang Ziling: “That’s my good disciple.”
Zhou Ping: “Could you be the reclusive master from the novels?!”
Zhang Ziling: “I’m just a passing Daoist.”
“Isn’t this thing way more useful than a planet-destroying cannon???”
A little girl holds a Five-Thunder Talisman in her left hand and a Li Fire Incantation in her right. She gazes kindly at the invading Outer Gods and lets out a “hee hee hee” laugh.
The Celestial Worthy of Primordial Beginning examines Zhang Ziling before him, with the Yangping Governance Seal atop his head, the Three-Five Male and Female Swords in his hands, and so much merit and fortune around him that it’s almost condensing into water.
“Which one of us looks more like a god?”
The nanny article is boring, and there is no reason why I feel distressed.