A Weak Hexagram Master, but He Kills Indiscriminately

Li Tianjiang opened his eyes again, and the world had changed. The old era of spiritual energy and interconnectedness among the three realms has completely come to an end. All that remains is tall buildings and constant traffic. The magic spells in the world have withered away, and the demons and ghosts have disappeared. Only Wen Yu, the young apprentice whom he raised by himself, still stays in this unfaithful world. In confusion, Li Tianjiang was stuffed into the human world office and took a temporary job. The silent young man who followed him back then is now the director of an office with authority and control over the human world. He has become the mascot recognized by the entire office. The mascot's daily standard: tea, old newspapers, plus the damage to the immortal body, and he vomits blood from time to time. The entire office has a unified understanding of: The new hexagram master is pretty, taciturn and weak. He will fall down when the wind blows, and he has no actual combat ability at all. Until the thousand-year-old demon breaks its seal and appears, black fog sweeps across the city, putting all life in the city in danger. The clerks hurriedly dialed the director's phone for help, but turned around and saw the frail divination master slowly walking out, with powerful magic skills under his sleeves, and started killing. Everyone:? ? ? Everyone: Is this our mascot who is weak and unable to take care of himself? ! Small Theater 1 Li Tianjiang joined the Human World Office belike... Waiter 1: We also have a carrot pit? Clerk 2: With such beauty, does the boss want to learn Chinese? Li Tianjiang: Look at me pretending to be weak, so give them a moment of silence. Wen Yu: Who took him online to read bad memes? ! Small Theater Wen Yu opened the door and came back, just in time to hear Li Tianjiang secretly scrolling through his cell phone and mumbling something. Li Tianjiang: What is borderline? What is dancing yellow? Wen Yu chuckled, gently raised his chin with his fingertips, and said in an ambiguous voice: It's better for others to teach you than for me to teach you myself, okay? The copy was saved on 2025.4.13 Intention: Reunion after breaking the mirror