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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…

Dreaming Through Many Cold Autumns · Ost
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335 Chs

90, It seems like there are tire marks on my face_2

Another piece of evidence of that martial demonic aura is just the thing to corroborate this.

And Tan Shuchang was preoccupied with this martial demon because when it first emerged, it was dead. A single touch from the Sword Spirit of the broken Immortal Sword allowed him to wield his fierce ghostly power once, and his overall strength underwent a quality transformation akin to shedding an old self. Slaying those elders from the Sword Mountain was as easy as slicing through vegetables.

Therefore, Tan Shuchang felt that if he could "devour" a martial demon, his strength might increase even more significantly.

After all, something with such a notorious reputation in the Jiawu Realm couldn't possibly be as superficial and weak as the Sun-Walking Spirit Envoy he had previously refined from the forbidden practices of Sichong Gate.

Soon after, Tan Shuchang left Black Heart Mountain.