Traveling through the future world of immortals, I became the laughing stock of the whole sect because of my blocked spiritual veins.
Being punished and thinking about his mistakes, he could only make a living by painting.
Those who bully me and humiliate me, think that I will never get ahead?
Oh, they don't know that my blood activated the magic pen——
While others are wielding swords, I draw paper kites that can reach the nine heavens and embrace the moon; others are making elixirs, and I draw a Manchu-Han banquet with incense that floats ten miles; others offer magic weapons, and I draw a turtle shell to resist the catastrophe!
When the superior Tianjiao brother tried to take my life with his flying sword, I silently drew a dragon.
The next second, the dragon's roar shook the sky, and thousands of swords surrendered!
"Wait... Isn't he that loser who only knows how to draw?!"
