"Welcome, all my friends, to join the Great Sword Sect of the Miaowa Kingdom!"
Lin Changan's eyes widened. After experiencing the hardships of being a casual cultivator, he wanted to join the Tianjian Sect of Dajin to join the establishment, but he was deceived into the Miaowa Kingdom's Great Sword Sect. There were countless young people around who turned pale after hearing this.
A large number of sect disciples = well-organized, casual cultivators = not as good as dogs, Miao Wa Kingdom = even two ounces of oil can be squeezed out of bones.
In this cruel world of immortal cultivation, Lin Changan relies on his alchemy skills and constantly wants to join the big forces and find a big tree to enjoy the shade, but he always gets involved in the waves...
When he reached the top of the immortal step by step, he looked back and suddenly realized that he had become the towering tree that he had always wanted to rely on.
