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!

Tan Shuchang watched for a while, and the little ghost led by the Great Ghost also watched for a while. Thus, the slightly displeased Tan Shuchang waved his sleeve and took away all the Great and Little Ghosts in front of him.


Despite the Heavenly Gang Righteous Law Fruits being difficult and obstructive, thus making the powers of True Immortal rank and the eleven Immortal Techniques unusable, he was ultimately a Heavenly Gang Orthodox True Immortal. Hence, even though he was shackled, his Divine Skills were still profoundly mysterious.


After all, Tan Shuchang's level of cultivation wasn't comparable to "Blue Stripe"!


This time after he took action, he didn't feel the same sensation from before—there was no being taken to another place. Tan Shuchang walked down the mountain to figure out what was happening.


Because this clearly exceeded the power scope of the bizarre game world.


269, The "Plucked Back" Primordial Heavenly Realm