Dreaming Through Many Cold Autumns

Tan Shuchang had always considered himself born into a scholarly family and had also been a young star atop the honor roll, a true parasite of the upper class. He should have been holding significant local authority, receiving endless gifts, spending boundless money, enjoying innumerable years, and marrying countless concubines. How had he ended up becoming a demonic cultivator?
After pondering for a long time and still not understanding, he slowly emerged from the pool of blood, deciding to think it over gradually…

Be the Hardest Working Demon Cultivator!

"Heaven does not sever the path for humanity; this is the core of the cultivation philosophy here." And around this core, two distinct viewpoints unfold, forming the divide between immortals and demons within this universe.


The Immortal Path goes against Heaven, contests the Great Dao, and snatches that slim chance of survival from the obscure fates.


The Demonic Path follows Heaven's will, content with the circumstances, declaring, "If Heaven bestows it upon me, I shall achieve the Dao; if not, then I shall simply wait for my life to reach its end."


The difference between these two viewpoints is stark, the distinction clear: one struggles against both man and Heaven to the very end; the other, to put it nicely, is like water doing good, but to be frank, is simply letting things rot.


Sure enough, after embarking on the supposed fictional but very real "Immortal Path," what Tan Shuchang saw was still a string of "candied haws," yet the surrounding scenery had drastically changed.


264, Demon Lord Tan is famously fast!