Be the Hardest Working Demon Cultivator!
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…
69. Let's still write a diary.
Zi Xuan... scratch that, a man in the world beyond.
Tan Shuchang had been cultivating for four years, in August, on the first day of the month.
When you feel too embarrassed to decline someone's request, you might as well ponder why they approached you to begin with.
Therefore...
Facing the request of a fleeing ghost from the Land of Yin and Darkness, I did not consent, but firmly refused it.
...
Looking at this piece of ShiChen wood bark in his hand, the words that emerged on it caused Tan Shuchang's expression to waver, hesitant to speak.
Because his original intent was to take advantage of his good mood to write an essay.
After all, there were people who admired his literary grace, even Tan Someone like him!