I inherited a dilapidated sect, and the only thing I gained was a patriarch with dark circles under his eyes and lazy to the bone.
He fights by waving his hands, manages the country by dreaming, and his only hobbies are petting foxes and reading "picture albums".
I thought I was holding onto the invincible lap, but it turned out that the four senior sisters almost tore down the sect for the sake of the title of "chief Taoist companion".
What's even more outrageous is that the sword fairy who gets what he wants, the queen of the chamber of commerce with shrewd calculations, and the naive and ignorant saint of the witch clan are all involved in an ongoing relationship with him...
When I looked at my ancestor who was surrounded by a group of goddesses (sutras), I finally broke down and asked: "Master, how many love debts did you cause in those days?"
He yawned, his eyes blank:
"Ah? Is there any? It's been too long, I don't remember."
[Invincible flow + multiple female protagonists + daily cultivation + relaxed and funny]
