A hundred years after joining the world, Mu Jia is still as pure as jade and pure gold.
He knows nothing about love. It's really hard to tell when it comes to the overtures from admirers.
Until... Mid-Autumn Festival
"Yi tide, I want to protect you forever." Although Mu Jia didn't stutter, his face was as red as a peach.
Venerable Qingsui joked from the side: "Hey, Jiajia is no longer a stutterer this time."
Mu Jia's path to immortality is different from that of ordinary people. Others go through tribulations in the Daohe stage, but he seems to have been in the Daohe stage since he started cultivating immortality. In other words, Mu Jia's calamity comes to greet him from time to time.
Moreover, after the introductory test, my single water spiritual root was able to use the magic power of the wood element. Venerable Qing Sui took a closer look and found Mu Jia's whole spiritual root. But isn't this whole spiritual root waste?
The last god of the three realms picked up the dying Mu Jia.
"My child, you must inherit my will."
————I should call it the dividing line——————
This is my first time trying to write such a long article. Still hope someone will read it.
Even if no one sees it, the reviewer will definitely see it hahahahaヽ(￣д￣;)ノ
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