webnovel

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 · Oriental
Pas assez d’évaluations
422 Chs

145, Demon Lord, come, please kill my family's ancestor_2

Originally, Tan Shuchang had planned to make several more trips and empty this Sword Temple, but now that the Sword Temple turned out to be an upper cultivation cave, all he needed to do was to find the control hub of this upper cultivation cave and completely integrate it.

However, after searching several times, Tan Shuchang was unable to find that control hub.

This Sword Temple's upper cultivation cave did indeed have a control hub, as it was created as a base for the sect, so how could it not be equipped with one? But since the Sword Temple had mostly ascended three hundred years ago, and the remaining five people each had their own agendas, they first split the key to the control hub and then, feeling insecure, they simply destroyed the control hub.

But that didn't stump Tan Shuchang, he manifested his immortal blood form and then summoned the Blood Pool to descend, filling the entire upper cultivation cave with blood.