After transmigrating, I lived for eighty years. At ninety-nine, I was on the verge of death.
My wife, abandoned by the immortal sect, had become a peerless prodigy. She tossed me a life-extending talisman as if granting alms.
She sneered. “You mere mortal, just wait quietly for death.”
No one knew that the jade pendant on my chest concealed a pocket dimension capable of turning trash into treasure.
At her grand wedding, I summoned the lightning tribulation of Foundation Establishment and smashed her Dao companion's protective artifact with one punch.
Her face went pale, and she asked in a trembling voice who I was.
I brushed the dust from my sleeve and replied calmly:
“Just an old man here to settle an eighty-year-old score with you.”
It's a bit messy. I don't know if it was written by AI. Anyway, I couldn't stand it after watching it for a few days.