Nero 2077

Interviewer: "Immortal Zhou Li, could you tell us why you created the orthodox methods and forged the twelve righteous paths, condensing twelve talismans to resolve ancient and modern disputes?"
"Just to liven things up."
Interviewer: "Well, I mean, did you reorganize the Great Ming Dynasty and plant the Seven Immortal Gourds based on the laws of myriad spirits, brewing the Spring of Spirit Qi for the glory of mankind or...?"
"Just to really liven things up."
Interviewer: "No, Immortal Zhou Li, I feel that you've done so much for humanity, for the Immortal Realm, and for Da Ming. Your purpose and starting point should be a bit more noble, such as...?"
"Enough already, can't you see? I just wanted to bring some entertainment to the spiritually impoverished Great Ming Dynasty and everyone in the Cultivation World. Here, let's liven things up for everyone."
The white-robed immortal pointed a finger, and alongside him, a chaotic and ferocious Ancient God swung indescribable and bizarre tendrils. Then, with a surge forward followed by a backflip, it landed stylishly, all the while muttering the delirious ramblings of an Ancient God.
【Damn, let's go, ignore it!】
"No fun? Who would cultivate without any fun?"

Bringing some shocking pranks to the Cultivation World

She had imagined many things—thought that Zhou Li would pull out a weapon of some mystical shape, that he would forge the demon artifact into a nauseating existence, she even suspected Zhou Li had implanted the demon artifact into his own body, making it part of himself.


But she had never imagined that Zhou Li would make a wheelchair.


And one capable of nitro acceleration at that.


But Zhuge Qing's numbness was actually a good habit, and she felt she should be numb. As the wave of numbness faded, Zhuge Qing glanced at the Dazzling Dragon No. 1 Wheelchair, which was demonstrating a 360-degree spin on the spot, a hint of envy involuntarily flashing in her eyes.


This thing, it seemed to be even more fun than a flying sword...


"Zhou Li, don't force me to kneel down and beg you to let me play with it,"


Tang Wan, pressing down on the armrest of the wheelchair, said earnestly, "You know, my kneeling isn't worth much right now."


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