My name is Lu Shi. Before I entered the Immortal Gate, I was a pig butcher. Now, I am a handyman collecting rags in the Abandoned Sword Valley.
Prodigies from famous families dislike this place as dirty, smelly, and full of fire poison. That's because they don't know how to do it. In their eyes, it was waste elixir, residue, and broken sword. In my eyes, they are all fate, cultivation, and the road to heaven.
I am a very simple person. I will smile at anyone who lets me live. If anyone doesn't let me live, I will send him or her to be used as fertilizer. They all say that I am honest, timid and obedient. That Liu Mazi who wanted to plot against me thought so too. He didn't understand who I was until his ribs were broken by several kilograms of red-hot slag and he lay like a dead dog at my feet.
Don't ask me what path I practice. As long as I can live forever, I dare to chew the highly poisonous waste elixir until it is crunchy. Even if the sky is about to fall, I dare to remove the dead man's coffin board and patch it up for God!
As for face? Can that thing be used as a spiritual stone flower?
Classical fairy + black humor + one-stop strong woman + hardcore survival + growth flow (non-routine) + dark money-making flow of strong female fairy + funny
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I caught up to the latest chapter in one go. It is a good article about cultivating immortals. Although the writing is a bit immature, the logic is complete. I give it a five-star hope to give the author some enthusiasm and encouragement.
I caught up to the latest chapter in one go. It is a good article about cultivating immortals. Although the writing is a bit immature, the logic is complete. I give it a five-star hope to give the author some enthusiasm and encouragement.