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!

"Tell this old Daoist not to delude himself? You are not yet worthy!" A palm emerged with the voice, directly shattering the Yin Yun and grabbed hold of the chain of fate belonging to the capricious kind.


However, feeling the power of this palm, the being behind the Yin Yun was overjoyed.


"Shi Xin, it is impressive that you managed to forge such a path on your own. But, you have ultimately not reached that realm yet! Hahahahaha!"


The Yin Yun converged once again, and the chain immediately broke free.


A treasured mirror appeared from within the Yin Yun.


Reflecting a Timespace Long River, where numerous True Immortals continuously emerged.


These True Immortals, with overwhelming authority around them, nearly half of them had attained the boundless and limitless Daoist cultivation realm of Tan Shuchang.


"Is this not my cave dwelling? Where am I?"


"Did those two rebellious disciples of mine really give so much power this time?"


275. The Demon Cultivator Born in Accordance with Heaven and Earth