My father Qin Feng, from a mud-legged man with his face to the loess and back to the sky, to a mortal handyman in the spiritual field, a spiritual plant husband, a handyman disciple, and an outer sect disciple, he struggled all the way to become the youngest deacon of the outer sect, managing No. 100 People, and became a role model in the hearts of the handyman disciples.
Now that my father is old and about to abdicate, it is time for me, the second generation son of an immortal, to inherit my father's legacy.
I, Qin Fen, am a second-generation immortal born with a spiritual stone in my mouth. I started out as an outer disciple managing a hundred acres of spiritual land. My starting point in life is who knows how much higher than my father. Now I have lived a new life. I know that in the world of cultivation, weakness is the original sin and strength is king.
So I worked harder than my father and vowed to reach the clouds.
But there are always different sounds on the road to invincibility.
[Disciple from a poor family]: Qin Fen, you trash, don't you just have a good father? What's there to be proud of? If I were a second-generation immortal, I would definitely be stronger and more dazzling than you.
[Second Generation Immortal]: Qin Fen, are you good at fighting? You know how to fight, but it's useless. You need to be powerful and have a background to hang out. In the eyes of us real wealthy families, you are just a loser.
[Qin Fen]: No, buddy, I just cheated Yidiandian, why are you so upset!
