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I am Su Yu, I cannot die, nor can I become an immortal. The Taoist Fruit of Immortality sucked up all the spiritual energy, making me the most complete waste in the sect. But no one knows that I can imitate everything: the strength of ants, the severed limbs of geckos, the coercion of tigers, and the extreme speed of eagles. When I was eight years old, I gave half a steamed bun to Lin Shuang, and from then on I had a girl who was willing to defend me from the knife. I have three rules: If you can beat him, beat him to death. If you can't beat him, just run away. Before you run, you must have a backup plan. If Lin Shuang is moved, he will not stop until death. When the enemy stood in the air and showed off their power, they said I was a loser who relied on women to make a living. I smiled, and Wan Ling Xuying opened his eyes behind me and killed all enemies with one punch. From then on, there was one less immature boy in the world, and one more emperor of all spirits.