I Am Really Not the Young Master of the Demon Cult

Spoiler Version Introduction Here are the female sword fairies who fly twenty thousand miles with their swords, the drunkard monks who threaten to become Buddhas without burning their relics, and the lazy Taoist priests who sleep soundly on the top of the sea of clouds and compete with the divine bird Dapeng for their physical strength... The rivers and lakes here are very deep. There are women who forge swords and call them "brothels", men who carry swords to cut down the rivers, and even old men who go out to sea in boats to visit the fairy mountains... The monks on the mountain here are so weird. The "young" Longhu Mountain Master's uncle killed the dragon with one sword, the old Wudang Mountain Master rode a crane down to the underworld, and the little girl from the Western Regions was seeking double cultivation... [Introduction to simplified version] The three-foot bright moon is on my shoulders, the strong wine and pride are on my heart, the green dragon on my sleeves is about life and death, and I can travel with my lover in the rivers and lakes for eternity.