This is a completely different world of cultivation, where obsession is the root of all power.
Chunjie, a generation of otaku, looked at the body of his eight-year-old young lady and touched the three inches below the navel. Well, the feeling can be completely ignored...
With the sky above his head and his feet on the earth, Chunjie took a deep breath, stretched out his chubby little hand, gestured to the sky with his middle finger, and tremblingly uttered three words: "Fuck, dad, ah..."
