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…
Exploring the Fourth Realm, which seemed very much like a job, naturally did not excite Tan Someone, who only ever moved money. Though there were fierce ghosts to be obtained, the trouble was certainly going to be significant.
And who knows, he might even encounter another authority hound like the Black King.
If it were a matter of personal strength, Tan Someone would have nothing to fear, but if the other side had authority on their side, only those with a hard head would engage them in a contest.
But now, even if there were an authority dog in his way, Tan Shuchang would have to swallow them whole.
A thousand years of cultivation, embracing the heavens' will, stepping into that incredible near-immortal domain where one almost achieves everlasting life in an era where it cannot be fully attained!
With this in mind, Tan Shuchang's thoughts shifted, causing the only official website of that weird game to materialize.
As he entered, Tan Shuchang was taken aback.