"Brother, wait a moment. Have you heard? A tiger demon has appeared in the cultivation world today. It once stripped the clothes off the Demoness of Cloud Demon Palace, beaten up a true disciple of Ten Thousand Demon Palace, and slapped the Buddha Child Xingkong in the face...
This demon is powerful, capricious, and outrageously bold. If you run into it, brother, be very careful and stay far away from it."
Lin Ping sighed silently. He was clearly a Heaven-Rank Artifact Refiner admired by everyone. How could he possibly be this wicked tiger demon?
That wasn't me! That's right, I, Lin Ping, am just an ordinary outer sect disciple of the Myriad Forms Sect. At most, I've only refined a Heaven-Rank spiritual artifact and enjoy growing a few ten-thousand-year-old spirit herbs. How could I be a demonic cultivator everyone wants to hunt down?
It's all their fault. The cultivation world is just too dangerous. Tomorrow, I need to take on a more low-key identity.
