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!

Thus, she wanted to find the demon cultivator to send her back. However, at this moment, clouds of black qi suddenly rose from the woods in front. The black qi appeared very quickly; in an instant, it enveloped Dongdong completely.


"Such cultivation is not weak, but unfortunately, being here, if you want to advance further, it would be hopeless," a figure slowly materialized within the black qi.


Half of its body was human, and the other half was ghostly; not divided as top and bottom, but right and left. Thus, half of this figure's face was that of a handsome man, while the other half bore the fierce visage of a ghost.


Not only was his face like this, but his body, arms, and legs were the same.


263, Dongdong is very understanding_2