Also known as the reborn me, I am the master of the Beast Control Sect.
On the night of my eighteenth birthday, I, Li Zhenxiu, a social beast who was involved in sudden death in my previous life and a recognized loser who barely reached the first level after practicing for ten years in this life, was looking at the moon and lamenting that my twin lives were wasted.
Suddenly, a light curtain that only I could see exploded:
[Ding! The almighty beast-controlling god system is activated, binding the only legacy: the spiritual beast farm that is about to close down.
[Gift package for beginners: a super true newbie physique (note: I am not asking you to become an elf), a comprehensive book on beast mastering (everything from Digimon to Pokémon), and... A dragon egg?
The next day, I held the newly hatched red-clawed fire dragon cub that breathed fire and almost burned down the roof of the house, and started the live broadcast.
"Family members, who said there can't be spring for a loser in cultivation? Today, the anchor will teach you how to use a bad hand of cards to beat the opponent's spiritual genius to tears."
Number of people in the live broadcast room: 1.
The only audience was my eight-year-old chatty girl next door.
She blinked: "Brother Zhenxiu, your lizard... Will burst into flames!"
Me: "... This is a dragon! Also, call me Sect Master!"
