The Master’s Coffin Lid Can’t Hold Him Down

Xu Changsheng slept for tens of thousands of years and gained countless disciples.

His eldest disciple was aloof, the light of the righteous path.

His second disciple was a peerless prodigy, the leader of the demonic path.

His third disciple was a gentleman without equal, a model for the great clans.

His fourth disciple was a good-for-nothing who turned things around, the ultimate playboy.

His fifth disciple liked to lie flat, with luck that defied the heavens.

His sixth disciple was a master of farming, blessed with boundless merit.

His seventh disciple was a born swindler, with wealth flowing across the world.

His eighth disciple...

The day Xu Changsheng woke up, he decided to meet this group of devoted descendants...

His eldest disciple ignored him. Xu Changsheng: You ungrateful disciple, I'm your master!

His second disciple hunted him down. Xu Changsheng: How dare you? I'm your master!

His third disciple threatened him. Xu Changsheng: You little rascal, I'm your master!

His fourth disciple flirted with him. Xu Changsheng: You scoundrel, I'm your master!

His fifth disciple...

Good heavens! The master's coffin lid can't stay shut any longer!

Theme: Respect your teachers