After losing all his cultivation, Jiang Yang transmigrates to another world and is reborn in an unrivaled sect. But all he wants is to slack off.
He thinks being dumped by his fiancée will be the same old story: a divorce, a vow to prove that he's not someone to be underestimated just because he's young.
Who knew this world would turn the tropes on their heads?
Saintess Ji Xinyu: “I'll follow you, whether you're a chicken or a dog.”
Jiang Yang: “???”
He debates scholars and faces all kinds of heroes without fear in the Great Chu Dynasty.
You want me to step in? Hey, let's not get ahead of ourselves.
A sign-in reward gives him the Hundred-Forged Sacred Physique, making him strong and robust. Even his enemies' wives can't help but marvel.
His looks are peerless, and divine maidens and princesses throw themselves at him.
I really wasn't trying to collect women... Wait, Tong'er, little sister, move a bit to the left. That's right. Ah, so comfortable!
Nan Ruo'er walks over. “Brother Jiang Yang, it's raining outside. Why don't we head back to our room?”
“Isn't he just a useless body cultivator? At most, at most he's a tiny bit more handsome than me.”
“Why are there so many women around him, while I'm surrounded by men?”
“Is that so?”
I flipped the Heavenly Dao chessboard upside down, and someone still dares to look down on me?
It's a mess, it just doesn't feel interesting anyway, the author is in self-pleasure mode
I insisted on reading Chapter 5, but I still didn't understand it and felt so confused.
What the hell, I can't understand it, the jokes written here and there are all over the place.
It's okay, but it's almost boring. Come on, author.