She's Just My Sister...
Editor: Atlas Studios
Under the bright sunlight, the Little Qiong Peak, which was protected by layers of array formations, seemed especially comfortable to be in.
He sat in the bamboo forest and felt the spiritual energy that was of appropriate intensity. He enjoyed the fragrant tea that he had personally brewed, listened to the whispers of the people from the other peaks and admired the beautiful flowers in the pavilion. The days of cultivation in this place were so peaceful and comfortable. Moreover…
Well, I can't be like the dragon king. I'll just massage my shoulders and back.
After all, he was a disciple of Ren School. He had to be more simple and hardworking. The Great Daoist Master was still sleeping on the haystack. He could not achieve everything in one go.
Li Changshou looked relaxed. In fact, the paper effigy was getting busy everywhere in the South Continent, repairing the damaged temples and comforting the mortals who were suffering.