[Decisive and ruthless + scheming old fox + the demonic path above all]
My name is Wang Tu. Tu as in apprentice. I’m a cultivation apprentice at the righteous Xuantian Sword Sect.
Ha. As if.
I’m Wang Tu. Tu as in outlaw.
As the demonic path’s supreme leader, I ascended to the upper realm only to discover that ascension was a scam.
The so-called immortals of the upper realm feed on those who ascend from the lower realm.
As the demonic path’s supreme leader, I blew myself up in the upper realm, killing those so-called immortals. After reincarnating, I was unexpectedly taken in as a disciple by the righteous Xuantian Sword Sect.
Now things were getting interesting.
What is righteous, and what is evil? It’s all decided by the strong.
The righteous sects resort to every trick in the book to seize cultivation resources, and their methods are even more despicable.
Only after coming to the righteous sect did I realize it was far more interesting than the demonic cultivators.
Joining the righteous sect showed me that in a big forest, there are all kinds of birds.
A little green-tea schemer at the Foundation Establishment Realm gets doted on, and can provoke high-level cultivators and do whatever she wants?
The cultivation world has always respected the strong. The one with the bigger fist gets to speak.
I don’t know much about the righteous path, but that’s how it is on the demonic path.
A low-level cultivator who dared act like that would have long since been skinned alive and refined into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
But it’s fine. I’m here now, and I have plenty of ways to clean up this rotten, so-called righteous sect.
Otherwise, if people like these ascend to the upper realm, how will they resist those monsters? They’ll only become their blood food and strengthen the enemy.
Rather than helping the enemy, why don’t you all come into my coffin for a chat and lend me your strength?
With Wang at the front, I am Wang Tu, an outlaw of the cultivation world.
