“Kid, you were born to cultivate immortality! Come with this old Daoist!”
Gu Song looked at the immortal opportunity that had practically landed on his doorstep and grinned.
From that day on, the heavens sprang a leak. Not a trace of spiritual energy remained, and the entire cultivation world was done for!
Unfazed, Gu Song pulled out his self-invented Nine Essentials of Body Tempering and faced the crowd of ordinary people behind him, thumping his chest with a resounding smack.
“No spiritual roots means you can't cultivate immortality? What a load of crap!”
“Come on, bow to me and acknowledge me as your master.”
“I'll lead you all to become gods right here, in this wreck of a world!”
