 Daoist Fierce Tiger

One day, Wei Xiao Bei gets dragged into The Dust World, a post-apocalyptic world ruled by monsters from myths, legends, games, etc. He also gains the power to travel between it and the real world, as well as the power called the 'Status Panel'. With this power, he chooses to strengthen himself to explore the vast mysteries and terror of the other world. What mysteries await him? What is The Dust World?
Author's Synopsis:
What the hell is this? What the hell happened here?
How did my room become so ruined after a single night?
The floor and table were covered in dust, his new poster of Zhang Liang Ying that had just been posted on the wall a few days ago had already become yellow and tattered all over. Even Zhang Liang Ying’s beautiful face became monstrous as if an old devil was looking at him with a terrifying smile.
The walls were covered by a mist of cobwebs and the fruits placed on top of the coffee table were withered and rotted to the point that the mold on them had turned black. The fruits below even seemed to have turned into mush. The aluminium framed window that the landlord had just installed not that long ago was now covered in a layer of white ash and the glass was filled with cracks and covered in dust.
The computer beside his bed was also covered by cobwebs and was accompanied by an empty water glass with a withered worm inside of it.
Dust filled the air making Wei Xiao Bei choke as he tried to breathe.
Everything seemed to be ash gray without any light as if looking at television static.
After just one night, it seemed like everything in the room had aged for centuries or even millennia.
Mother… is this a dream?
This must be a dream!

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However, if the magma solidified like this, then what he would create would not be Sheep-fat White Jade, but the worst normal Jade.

Naturally, no matter if it was the worst normal Jade or the best Sheep-fat White Jade, Wei Xiao Bei would not stop working on the small cauldron.

In this process, Wei Xiao Bei could feel that his mental strength was being sapped and felt tired.

Wei Xiao Bei thought in his mind, causing the small cauldron to let out intense clanging sounds. Under the hammering sounds, the magma continued to change shape, causing more of the black substance to come out.

Following the hitting sounds, Wei Xiao Bei became even more tired. He could feel how much of his mental strength was being consumed with every hit of the hammer.

When the last bit of black substance came out, the magma slowly split up into countless pieces. Under the formless hitting sound, they had gradually been shaped into many daggers.

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