I, the No. 1 Sword Master of the Immortal Sect, put on countless vests after rebirth, just to liquidate the enemies of my previous life one by one.
Taking on a talented and good apprentice is my perfect shield.
I thought I was a sure winner and could switch between different identities with ease.
Until that day, my cool and restrained apprentice whispered in my ear and asked me:
"Master, will you rest at Qingxiao Peak tonight, or... Return to your Demonic Palace to be the Lord?"
