In the ancient war, the gods fell, and the world was in chaos. The emperor spent all his cultivation, threw a drop of his heart's blood, and left it on the Danxue Mountain. Cangwu is the god of the Danxue Mountain. To be precise, he still has the last step. When he was not practicing, he picked up a nine-tailed fox with an extremely cute face. From now on, you call me master, and I will take you to practice! But in the end the nine-tailed fox climbed onto the bed a little. A dragon came up the mountain to become a disciple. Please, I am your master, not your mother. Why are you pestering me every day?
Intent: Fantasy. I have a soft spot for imaginary history