Cultivation in the mortal world
In the deepest alley of Yong'an City, Lin Changan lived for seventeen years.
There are only three things in his world: the bitter medicinal soup, the maltose secretly given by his master, and the pear dimples when his sister Ahe laughs.
He was born with "stagnant meridians" and was a waste body that would never be possible on the road to spiritual practice. Until that day, the people of the Xianmen Nangong family crushed the medicinal fragrance and regarded him as dust. They took away Ahe as the "medicine guide" for their ancestor's life, and in a snap of their fingers, his master's blood was splashed in the apricot forest.
They threw him into the devil's abyss.
"Interesting, the body of Daoyan. I feel your resentment and unwillingness. Are you willing to be my carrier? I can help you take revenge." Rumblings came from the abyss.
"I... Will."
Many years later, Lin Changan returned and killed his enemies with his own hands.
"You... You really want to kill them all? You will definitely be punished by God for doing this!"
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There is a saying that goes like this: "To catch the monster, you have to become a monster more terrifying than the monster."
From then on, there was no longer Lin Changan in the world, only a demon king that everyone feared.
