The unorthodox cultivators started from the moment they went down the mountain to accept their adopted son.
When he woke up, Chen Taixuan found that he had transmigrated into an early-stage Qi Refining cultivator.
There was also a golden finger that could use luck and check luck.
In response, Chen Taixuan spent more than three years to roughly understand the situation of the Goldfinger. He came to the mortal world and concealed his identity. He began to establish a faction in the mortal world and recruit adopted sons and daughters to officially begin his path of cultivation.
" Not good, Faction Leader! The 13th Hall Master died in battle!"
" Not good, Sect Master. The Ninth Peak Master was bitten to death by a hundred-year-old demon."
"Not good, Sect Master. Seventh Madam failed to break through to the Core Formation realm and died."
After hearing the report, Chen Taixuan thought of those adopted sons and daughters who were lucky but rebellious, and his concubines. He sighed slightly and sent blessings in his heart for the umpteenth time.
"Sigh, have a safe journey!"
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