Poker-faced lead + self-rescue + demonic cultivator + no female lead + everyone misreads him as a genius + accidentally carrying the team in reverse
[If you don't cultivate immortality to show off and make a name for yourself, why bother cultivating?]
[If you don't cultivate demons to bully the weak, why bother cultivating demons?]
Lu Xuanqing woke up one day to find himself the poker-faced chief senior disciple of a demonic sect.
From then on, his eyebrows became the only part of him capable of expressing emotion.
He saved someone and was mistaken for making an example of them. He drank blood water and was imagined to have mastered a divine art. Even a single look from him could scare disciples unconscious.
Watching the demonic cultivators constantly make up new roles for him, Lu Xuanqing wept inwardly:
“Don't believe rumors, and don't spread them!”
His previous self had left behind three bizarre warnings about his demonic energy going berserk from time to time...
Behind the farce, the truth began to emerge.
Conspiracies, undercurrents, his origins, the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss, Green Beard...
A righteous cultivator: “That demon... is so evil he's practically righteous.”
Lu Xuanqing's demonic eyes flashed. He crooked a mouth that refused to obey him and said, “If being evil makes me righteous, then I'm still righteous. Why call me the Great Demon?”
