[Jie Sect + sly schemer + calculating + stealing others’ chances + messing with people’s heads + Lich War + Investiture of the Gods + Yunxiao]
Wei Feng wakes up one day to find that he has transmigrated into the Primordial World and become the Immortal Slaying Sword.
A foodie System drops out of nowhere.
All he has to do is devour other spiritual treasures and assimilate them to upgrade himself without limit.
In this world, connections matter most. It’s no good trying to steal treasures without a powerful backer.
But how can a true man born between heaven and earth remain beneath others forever?
Wei Feng makes a decision: he won’t be Tongtian’s sword.
If he’s going to be anything, he’ll be Tongtian’s master, taking Sect Master Tongtian as his human pet.
With Wei Feng’s careful training, Tongtian becomes the perfect scapegoat.
Hongjun is stunned. “Tongtian, how dare you steal the Treasure Distribution Rock?”
Tongtian: “Teacher, I have no idea!”
Nuwa: “Senior Brother Tongtian, could you ask your sword to lend me the Gourd Vine?”
Houtu: “Shangqing Saint, why does your sword keep following me?”
Tongtian loses it. “You wicked sword, get back here this instant!
“And Yunxiao and the others are my disciples. Why are you always clinging to them?”
Wei Feng: “Little Tong, if you’re going to be a human pet, act like one. You’re only the second-in-command of the Jie Sect.
“I’m the only one who can be in charge. Yunxiao and the others...
“You’re my human pet, and they’re my sword attendants. Got it?”
The whole Primordial World is turned upside down.
The Investiture of the Gods War, the War to Defy Heaven.
Wei Feng charges to the front: “Jie Sect Disciples, heed my command! Follow this sword to the Zixiao Palace and hack the Heavenly Dao to pieces. That old geezer interfered with my treasure hunting at the Treasure Distribution Rock!”
“Remember, this sword never holds a grudge. Don’t go spreading rumors when you’re out and about!”
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