I don't know when Wen Fuzhi got a disciple. How could he, a casual cultivator in the immortal world, have the energy to recruit a disciple?
Moreover, now he is accused of stealing other people's way to ascension. He cannot return to the immortal world or the divine world. No one believes his excuse. They only say that his bad conduct prevents others from becoming gods.
Little did he know that it was actually himself who became a god.
People vilified him everywhere and spread the word that this immortal was shameless. Hearing that Fu Zhu had never been wronged like this, but it was inconvenient to show up, he had no choice but to live in seclusion in a house called Sujuetang and tell the world that he had robbed the immortal who had become a god.
Unexpectedly, the immortal was not found, but a young man came who called him master when he saw him.
Wen Fuzhao: Who?
Bai Xingyu: Master...
The wicked and arrogant Sanxian x the cold-faced crybaby apprentice
*Imaginary history, misunderstanding and misbelief
The writing avoids lightning *amnesia gags* and is loved by pure villains in the later period.
Intention: Good deeds will be rewarded with good deeds
