It was only when Shen Mobai was seventy years old that he spent all his wealth at a shabby bookstall in exchange for a Qi Training Technique.
In his twilight years, Qi is introduced into the body, causing the meridians to dry up and tear apart.
He gritted his teeth and endured it, just because ordinary gold could be exchanged for immortality. There must be a shocking secret in this heavenly pawn shop.
When his contemporaries were flying with swords, he used crutches to sweep the steps at the mountain gate;
When his enemy's palm shattered three of his ribs, he silently noted the flaws in his opponent's technique.
Thousands of years later, the geniuses of the immortal world besieged the white-haired old man: "Old man, hand over the holy weapon and spare your life!"
Shen Mobai stroked the mottled hatchet: "This knife has followed me through the golden elixir, and drank the blood of the tribulation... Today, it's time to drink the soul of the Immortal Emperor."
Reader comments
The first half is a little not that good, but the second half is pretty good. The author will keep working hard.
The first half is a little not that good, but the second half is pretty good. The author will keep working hard.