After Ten Years of Condensation, My Gun Is More Curled Than Me

When others practice, they compete for their talent. Chen Yuan's cultivation is all about time. Ten years after joining the sect, he was still stuck in the Qi Condensation realm. Everyone said that he had no hope of building a foundation in this life. Until that day—— Chen Yuan accidentally discovered that there was a black gun in his consciousness. This gun is weird. Can swallow spiritual energy. Can swallow magic. Can swallow the power of weapons. You can even swallow other people's skills and magical powers! A secret skill that others have to study hard for ten years to master. Black gun: Swallowed. The treasures of heaven and earth that others fought desperately to snatch. Black gun: Swallowed. Unparalleled magical power in the face of enemies. Black gun: Still swallowed. Chen Yuan: "..." Originally I just wanted to practice quietly. Why are you more curly than me? From now on. While others are practicing in seclusion, Chen Yuan goes around with a black gun to "pick up" opportunities. Others struggled to break through, and Chen Yuan's cultivation level slowly increased. While others are competing for the first place, Chen Yuan just wants to thrive. But gradually, Chen Yuan discovered that things seemed not that simple. Why is there silver light in the cracks on the black gun? Why does the Gun Spirit know those people who shouldn't exist? Until the monster clan arrived early, the world changed drastically. A big demon that had been sleeping for ten thousand years looked at Chen Yuan and slowly said: "You... Should not appear in this era." Chen Yuan lowered his head and looked at the black gun in his hand. The black gun vibrated slightly. As if to say—— This volume is not just about cultivation.