He wiped out three thousand cultivators with a single palm strike, then got a little too full of himself.
When he wakes, he is lying in a tattered tent in a cyberpunk city. His body is that of a nineteen-year-old mortal, his spiritual power is gone, his memories are a mess, and the two spirit artifacts in his head bicker every day.
The only thing that hasn't changed is the little girl by his side who calls him Master.
"Master, from now on, Wang Na will teach you."
"Why are you calling me Master? You're my disciple."
"But you just called me Master."
Bai Shu: ...
In the cyberpunk city, cybernetic implants are everywhere.
And he has to start cultivating from scratch.
While he's at it, he'll raise his disciple.
