Ye Fan is the most useless servant of the Yunlan Sect. He has mixed spiritual roots and no cultivation. He is known as "the shame of the sect". No one knows that he is actually the only "mortal Taoist body" in all eternity - the foundation of an ancient Taoist ancestor sealed by the curse of heaven. When the proud daughter of heaven who broke off the engagement showed off her power with the true story of the Holy Land, Ye Fan silently clenched his fists: "That immortal of yours has a weak step and weak kidney energy. It looks like he was hollowed out by wine and sex last night. For such an immortal, one punch from me is enough." Boom -! From then on, the Yunlan Sect lost a trash that swept the floor, and the world of immortality gained a "Mortal Emperor" who specialized in slapping people in the face. What's even more troublesome is, why do those fairies who once looked down on him all rush into the woodshed with red faces? Ye Fan! Didn't you say you are a waste? What a fucking waste?!" Ye Fan scratched his head, with an innocent look on his face: "Yeah, waste dim sum - a dim sum that targets geniuses like you. "
