The Key to Prehistoric Times: Starting from the School Beauty Bodyguard

At the school ceremony, the school belle was publicly confessed by the rich second generation. As a bodyguard, I was about to take action when I heard the school belle secretly whisper: "Don't move, he is a Golden Core monk." I was shocked to find that the aunt in the cafeteria was making elixirs and the dormitory manager was drawing talismans. It turns out that this university is a "novice village" in the world of immortality. When the ancestral dragon bloodline erupted in my body, it shattered the sneak attack of the golden elixir monk. The school beauty stared at my Dantian and whispered: "Your blood... Comes from the ancient times?"