After traveling through the ancient times and becoming a disciple of Tongtian, Li Xuanji became the most proficient disciple of the third generation of Jie Jiao.
Lich war? He was watching a play on Jin'ao Island.
Nuwa mends the sky? He cut off his beard easily.
Kongtong Seal? He took it.
Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors measuring calamity? He is the dominant one.
The destiny of Jiejiao was in his hands, the list of gods was hanging above his head, and the scriptures of Journey to the West were still being drafted in his stomach.
The Six Saints are staring at him, the Heavenly Dao is staring at him, and the water friends in the comment area are hoping that he will overturn every day.
Li Xuanji: I'm just a salty fish trying to survive. Can you guys stop looking at me?
Yunxiao: Junior brother, drink the medicine.
Tongtian: Disciple, go to Zixiao Palace.
Yuan Shi: This guy... Talks quite nicely.
Li Xuanji:... Okay
