Ji Xunsang, a good young man who cultivated immortality, was framed by others and lost all his cultivation and his muscles and veins were severed. Being thrown into the river, the result...
"Saonian, I see that you have wonderful bones and pure blood. You are a rare talent. Do you really not consider becoming a disciple? Hey, why are you running away?" The high-ranking powerful man was chasing after you.
"Isn't it okay if I bow to you?" Ji Xunsang was about to cry but had no tears. He just wanted to survive in the sect, why was it so difficult!
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