The Trivial Matter of Being an Official

There were too many problems with Shang.

Three years later, Li Jing acknowledged his father.

Li Changshou's main body sat in front of the Pill Chamber. He waved a fan in his hand and was dressed in a loose and soft robe.

Although he still looked young and handsome in his twenties, he felt like an old man.

He would adapt to retirement in advance.

After Ling'e entered the Golden Immortal realm, she gradually entered more seclusion.

Originally, she only wanted to casually become a Golden Immortal and be by her senior brother's side for a long time. At that moment, she was troubled by the fact that she had comprehended too many Dao.

It was always good to be stronger. Moreover, cultivation itself, especially under the state of continuous breakthroughs, was also a pleasant thing.

Um…

Ling Zhuzi, who had been locked by the Heavenly Dao previously, was really miserable.