The Lord of Taibai Water

Gu Shanhai witnessed this great world of numerous heavens and discarded his third life. 
The gods of the human realm forged an eternal utopia with blood and fire. 
The King of the Red Dragon led his knights, patrolling the never-setting empire. 
The scholar, with a smile and a sword stroke, depicted thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, while monsters opened their eyes and stretched forth claws, giving birth to all manners of demons.
...
'Everyone here is a player; you can't call me abnormal just because I haven't been digitized, right?'

I Don't Agree to the Terms

"I'm fucked, this thing actually can run, and it runs so damn fast..." Gu Shanhai couldn't help but curse.


A month ago, he left the capital for the North Desert, mainly because he had divined a heavenly treasure. It wasn't his fate to claim, but he forcefully pursued it anyway.


It was one of the nine Immortal Herbs, a ginseng no less, and not just any ginseng but the three-tael-weighted king of all herbs, with the ability to sense changes before the autumn wind stirs—a ginseng that had been playing hide-and-seek with Gu Shanhai.


The main issue was this thing could burrow through the earth, which was absolutely outrageous; Gu Shanhai almost questioned his life choices.


Chapter 138: Divine Secrets Sought, Trading Three Thousand Years of Life for Three Taels