The Daily Chores of the First Disciple of the Immortal Sect

The eldest lady of Qixia Valley, Lin Chuchu, picked up a peerless handsome man as her follower. He was handsome and had a sweet mouth, but he always stole souls. Until one day when the evil cultivator invaded the realm, she watched helplessly as this "rookie" slashed the fourteen states with frost. Lu Mingyuan wiped off the blood on the sword and smiled helplessly: "Boss, can we talk about you stealing my Xuantian Sect's tribute now?"