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…
53. A fresh way to write a diary
Dongdong pressed her little face, slightly tilted her head, and then looked at the uncle from her mother's side without a word. But from her clear, eyes, one could discern what she wanted to say—Uncle, aside from using this psychic treasure to sneak peeks at diaries, what else can it do?
This psychic treasure didn't possess any destructive or intimidating powers; it could only spy from afar and fetch objects through the air.
The former often disconnected on its own during remote spying sessions, and the latter was even more useless since it could only fetch items weighing less than a pound, and it wasn't even guaranteed to work every time. So far, it had only succeeded twice.
The first time was an accidental success by her Uncle Sword Gentleman, and the second time was done in a huff by her.
One could say it was utterly useless!
Nevertheless, despite its shortcomings, Uncle Sword Gentleman still cherished this psychic treasure that resembled a mirror... because he had found it.