A generation of Danzun was killed by an adulterer, and his soul passed through the city's good-for-nothing boy. In the past, you could refine the Nine-turn Golden Elixir with just a wave of your hand, but now you have to worry about three meals. Facing the ridicule and bullying, he sneered and clenched the rusty tripod in his hand: In this life, I will use alchemy to subvert the rules and make the whole city tremble for me!
