After he transmigrated, he nearly died in prison, so he cursed the heavens, the earth, and everything in between.
He had no grand ambitions. He only wanted to live quietly and happily,
pass the civil service exams, become a minor official, run a side business, occasionally bully someone who couldn’t fight back, seduce a few respectable women into a life of sin, and persuade a few virtuous and talented courtesans to leave the trade...
Just imagining it
made his blood boil.
Then he discovered that this world...
“Five Peaks, Three Mountains, kings and gods divine;
One shrine, one temple, one court in line.”
Fist King, Blade God, Sword Saint...
“...Experts are everywhere, grandmasters are thick on the ground. The Tang Dynasty is full of traps. I want to go back to Earth Village.”
The story of our chosen one nearly ended in its very first chapter. But with a little luck and the protagonist’s quick wits, he finally...
(reached the end in the last chapter.)
Voice-over: This story may not be entirely made up. If anything sounds familiar, consider yourself unlucky.
