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 shook his head slightly, denying, "I haven't been cultivating here, I've just been sitting here daydreaming." 


Upon hearing this, Dongdong subconsciously believed him, but then she thought of her parents, her maternal grandparents, and that somewhat unreliable uncle who had repeatedly admonished her. Thus, the little girl immediately pouted and gave Tan Shuchang a look that said "I'm smart, you can't fool me." 


She had heard from her most formidable grandfather that this guy in front of her might have already reached the legendary level of this world. 


"Why are you looking at me like that?" Tan Shuchang naturally asked. 


"Humph, I won't tell you!" The little girl covered her face and made a face at Tan Shuchang. Since he hadn't told her the truth, she was not planning to tell him the truth either. 


282, Tan Shuchang, are you still saying you don't know about cultivation?_3