It should be normal for a sword to have a sword spirit, and for a golden cudgel to have a stick spirit.
It only took Lu Lingjun a second to accept his own setting. However, why were all the nearby spirits looking at him like this, with gleaming eyes and salivating? Damn it, I am a golden cudgel, not Tang Monk Meat!
Great Sage, I will support you every step of the way!
[Two male protagonists +1v1+Journey to the West]
[Unruly guarding shortcomings, ceiling attack x unlucky, clumsy, squeamish, self-confessed villain]
Pure love text, if you enter by mistake, catch it and bring it to you.
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The further down you look, the less you can stand it.
The further down you look, the less you can stand it.