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…
85, this time I'll do it myself!_2
Then, he took that piece of sinking wood and found Qiu Junlin.
"Why are you still in Qitian Pavilion?" Qiu Junlin was surprised to see Tan Shuchang, so much so that the question blurted out spontaneously.
"Has news of me killing those senior predecessors from Disciple-Beheading Sword Mountain spread that quickly?" Tan Shuchang was surprised; although he hadn't expected to keep it a secret, it shouldn't have spread so fast!
It had only been one evening!
"Senior predecessors... you're quite polite, I must say..." Qiu Junlin's lips twitched unwillingly upon hearing this.
"As a human, one must understand propriety, and with propriety comes the need for one's words and deeds to follow suit. Therefore, there is no contradiction between my killing them and my treating them with respect," Tan Shuchang said with a natural expression.