Three years later, Lin Feng was still a second-level waste of Qi refining at the bottom of Qingyun Sect.
Resources were robbed, classmates bullied him, and even his childhood sweethearts gradually became estranged.
Until that day, the outer sect genius Zhao Feng crushed his last bottle of elixir in public:
"Trash, an ant like you is worthy of cultivating an immortal?"
In a desperate situation, a mechanical sound blasted in my mind: the auxiliary system for cultivating immortals in all realms has been activated
Very nice to look at.