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

Zhou Li felt the back of his head still hurt a bit.


Crouched in front of Eight Directions Destiny Workshop, Zhou Li scratched his head as if he were in a staring contest with an inanimate stone, looking like a total fool.


After a long while, Zhou Li finally spoke up.


His mind was clear; after being kissed by Ying Yuen, his brain went blank, he blurted out "Save The Old Man," and then everything before his eyes darkened, his brain trembled, and he passed out.


What the hell, who did I actually summon?


Zhou Li even began to suspect that he had summoned his sixteen-year-old self, since at that time, he wielded a sack in his left hand and a cudgel in his right, and his blows were always on point.


Even if he had fainted, why would he appear here?


Rubbing his chin, Zhou Li stared at the slowly rotating Eight Laws of Destiny Workshop in front of him, along with the countless thin lines connected to it, feeling a bit confused about the situation.


Chapter 183 Abstract Life