As the "last cultivator" registered as a state secret, I was assigned to work in a steel factory.
The leader patted me on the shoulder: "We must integrate into the masses and experience the greatness of the working class."
I made steel during the day and secretly tempered the flying sword with the true fire of Samadhi at night.
Until that day the blast furnace exploded and thousands of degrees of molten steel poured out.
Amidst the screams of the whole factory, I stood up on my sword, my sleeves and robe rolled up like a waterfall of ice filling the sky.
Reader comments
With the protagonist's cultivation speed, you told me that this is the Age of Ending Dharma. After practicing for more than 10 years, he has reached the golden elixir realm. If his spiritual energy had not been exhausted, he would have almost passed the tribulation and ascended by now. A super monster who is safe in other worlds
With the protagonist's cultivation speed, you told me that this is the Age of Ending Dharma. After practicing for more than 10 years, he has reached the golden elixir realm. If his spiritual energy had not been exhausted, he would have almost passed the tribulation and ascended by now. A super monster who is safe in other worlds
I have been reading various cultivation novels