Three years ago, I was the youngest master in the tribulation stage of the Hidden World Sect. I could flatten mountains with one hand and tear rivers with one foot. However, I was betrayed by my best friend when I was trying to reach the Ascension Realm. My origin was taken away from me. I lost all my cultivation and became a useless person.
Three years later, I changed my name to Chen Fan and worked as a delivery boy at the lowest level in the city. I lived in a basement with a monthly rent of 300 yuan. Everyone could step on me - ex-colleagues took orders from me, rich second-generation people called me a bitch, and even former bitches dared to point fingers at me.
They all thought that I was a soft persimmon that could be manipulated, but they didn't know that the waste veins in my body had already given birth to a new "urban Taoist charm" under the nourishment of urban neon.
Is the previous cultivation gone? It doesn't matter, I absorb the smoke from the fireworks in the takeout box to temper my body, use the sound of people in the subway to refine my spirit, and use the lights of the office building to gather new strength!
Former colleagues grabbing orders? I backhanded his battery car to get a flat tire, and all the orders belong to me!
Bullied by the rich second generation? One look made him lose control of his luxury car and he knelt down to beg for mercy!
The best friend who betrayed me came to the city? Just in time, I will use the "Heaven-Destroying Technique" you taught me to send you to hell!
From a delivery boy to the city's patron saint, from losing all his cultivation to having his combat power explode into the sky, Chen Fan just wanted to say: "Pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger? No, I'm just waiting for an opportunity to get back what I lost, including the capital and profits!"
