Wandering Man

【Pure Immortal Heroic Fantasy, infused with both immortal intent and gallant spirit, refining insights on human relationships, seeking immortality, more than thirty thousand reservations, averaging nine thousand】
Forever reminiscing rivers and lakes under silvery hair, desiring to return to the cosmos in a simple boat.
Peach and plum blossoms in the spring breeze, a cup of wine; rivers and lakes in the night rain, a lantern for ten years.
Chen Dengming stepped into the chaotic world of rivers and lakes, only reaching the Innate Realm in his twilight, but Innate Martial Arts wasn't the ultimate destination of his heart's rivers and lakes, it was to cultivate for longevity that marked the beginning of his dreams.
If practicing Kung Fu can prolong life, then cultivating the Dao can certainly point directly to immortality.
Practicing martial arts, refining Gu, cultivating Dao, seeking longevity... This is a story about an ordinary traveler stepping into rivers and lakes, into the World of True Cultivation, seeking the path to immortality one step at a time.
Read about cultivation in the twilight years, savor the vigorous life! Young reader, you truly understand cultivation!
...This book was formerly titled "Late Bloomer: My Immortal Life"!
(The author has previously completed a nearly five million word, eighty thousand high reservation three-star martial arts masterpiece, "Indestructible Mighty Fortress Leader," rest assured and enjoy)

In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path

After sixty years of consumed lifespan, Chen Dengming's Spirit Qi Affinity had increased by forty points. His top-quality antagonistic Spiritual Root had thus officially moved into the middle range standard.


Inside the quiet room, a slightly fatigued Chen Dengming rose and walked up to the mirror to check his appearance.


Time is a ruthless blade that ages everyone. Despite its seemingly silent passing, it shocks the heart and shivers the soul.


Now, his bone age had returned to over a hundred years.


Checking the hair at his temples, thankfully they were just a little dry and hadn't turned white yet.


It made sense upon reflection. Even if he played around with investing a hundred years of his lifespan, he still had a fixed asset of over two hundred and forty years of remaining lifespan. He wouldn't turn back into Old Man Chen that easily.


106~107: Time flows in the blink of an eye, a hundred years is like the snap of a finger (combined for a monthly ticket)__4