Giving myself a whole mouthful of Master's literature is probably an old father who doesn't know his origin and can't remember his past (?).
It's not a completely typical Xianxia with a touch of drama. It's very slow, just practicing writing. I am Zhang Yu. Although no one will read it, it is too lonely to work behind closed doors, so I find a place to secretly post it.
Intention: live a good life.