My Transformation from Good-For-Nothing to the Number One Devil Depends Entirely on Her.

I, Lin Qi, the most useless handyman disciple in the history of cultivating immortals, want to die after cleaning the mountain gate every day. Until that crazy female devil grabbed my chin and said, "I think your bones are amazing and you are suitable to be my Taoist companion." The entire sect was in an uproar. The Immortal Master scolded me for not overestimating my abilities, and the senior sister despised me for being unworthy. But only I know - she sneaks into my house every night, forcing me to practice magic skills for her, and I will be "punished" if I make the slightest mistake. Until the day she completely lost control, the cold sword pointed at my throat: "Trash, it's time to end." I sighed softly: "I'm sorry for keeping this secret from you for so long." Immortal energy surges into the sky, and the earth trembles - it turns out that I am the legendary first-generation sword master who has fallen for thousands of years.