My name is Chen Zhi, and a man named Luo Hu gave me a bottle of potion. Now I seem to be in big trouble.
What is the blue light in your hand? What's that coming out of your chest? Wait, what is human elixir? What do you mean if folklore is true?
Seventy-two caves, thirty-six blessed heavens.
The cultivator hides in the dust world and only takes a small amount of Sumeru.
Once the opportunity comes, I will knock on the gate of immortality alone.
