Recalling the time in the secular world, relying on the thief skills of the ancestor White Thief Seven, he robbed the rich and gave to the poor, accidentally stealing a secret book of immortality, and spent a hundred years to ascend to the immortal world.
He established the Divine Thieves Sect, and while returning to his old business, he also helped the helpless children find a way out. However, over the course of a thousand years, the Divine Thieves Sect became a large sect, but no one knew that the sect leader was actually only in the Nascent Soul stage.
In fact, the old man also knew very well that the Nascent Soul stage of his bones was already at its limit. When he reached the perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, he would spend the rest of his life learning other things. Fortunately, he was very knowledgeable and learned well, and he also accepted seven disciples.
However, today is the last day of the old man. The seven disciples are all around him, quietly waiting for the old man to recall. If there are other cultivators around, they will definitely find that these seven disciples are all in the Mahayana stage.
"I, Bai Shuaishuai, have no regrets. Goodbye, apprentices." The old man closed his eyes quietly.