The Greatest Good-for-Nothing of All Time

His talent is tested, and he turns out to be a useless cultivator with empty spirit veins! No matter. I can refine pills with ease! I can craft artifacts in my sleep! You want to compare swordsmanship? What a joke! My soul is a sword soul! You want to compare talent? My spirit spring flows both ways: flowing forward, it can make me a Heavenly Venerable; flowing backward, it can turn me into a Demon Emperor! But during one escape, he transforms into a little fox demon and crashes right into the arms of a mysterious young lady.