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…
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As a normal living person, there's no reason not to feel curious about the Land of Yin and Darkness. Curiosity is a natural trait shared by all humans, and there's nothing wrong with that.
But what made Tan Shuchang feel somewhat helpless was, why couldn't even a small amount of curiosity be satisfied?
This time, it was not that his ghostly Calamity Witnessing Sword Qi, like last time, was instantly crushed, but instead it was outright rejected from the start.
Traversing a distance of thousands of miles, a wisp of Bloody Sword Qi shuttled through void to wrap around Tan Shuchang's fingertips.
This was precisely that strand of ghostly Calamity Witnessing Sword Qi.
"It seems that my fate with the Land of Yin and Darkness has still not arrived," Tan Shuchang couldn't help thinking of the concept of fate often mentioned by Taoists and Buddhists.
Then he went back to playing the strange game.
After all, he could pick up ghosts there.