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!

He hesitated ever so slightly in his gaze,


because the words he left unsaid were only partly true; he had been drawn by Dongdong's innate talent for Sword Dao, yet that was merely one of the possibilities. There was another reason he might have come—for the realm of his True Immortality.


Now, not yet being a figure of Heaven's Authority's Righteous Law, it was wise to avoid the sharp edge of those True Immortals aligned with Heaven's Authority.


To swim against the tide of the Long River of time was not to engage in strife.


His purpose was to transform himself, to forge an unobstructed pathway for his journey towards the ultimate mastery of Heaven's Authority, and in doing so, free himself from the gaze of some being within the Banhu Realm.


Tan Shuchang took the initiative to steer clear of conflict, and thus those True Immortals of Heaven's Authority's Righteous Law who descended upon hearing the rumors, found nothing for their efforts.


289, Mysterious Timelines, Strange Master-Disciple Relationship_2