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…
141, I may not be known to the world, but from today onwards, the world must acknowledge me.
The prestige was overwhelming, its might godlike, and those Cultivators partaking in the ritual, who might have originally held some reservations, could not help but foster a sense of respect deep in their hearts under such a grand atmosphere.
Orthodox and Demonic paths, Loose Cultivators, practitioners from all walks of life—none dared not to show respect to the Demon Lord!
Such is surely the way a great man should navigate the world, is it not?
"Fellow Daoists, there's no need for excessive courtesy! I understand you all have been waiting for some time. Therefore, Tan Someone will get straight to the point! Since your ancestral masters ascended three hundred years ago, a wrath has lurked within Heaven's Will, forcing countless creatures to halt their pursuit of true cultivation. And to achieve Immortality aside from realizing one's true nature and defining their own path, one must also welcome Heaven's Will..."