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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"What happened here?"
Master Qian was greatly alarmed.
"Could it be that Tan Shuchang? But why haven't Master Lin and the two junior brothers reestablished Sword Disciple Mountain? Although the Immortal Sect here is of no use to us, without this location's coordinates, it's inconvenient for our fellow sect members to descend. Could it be for that chance to become an Immortal..." Master Qian couldn't help but think this way.
After all, everyone has their own desires. And face to face with an opportunity that could make one an Immortal, no one can guarantee they won't be tempted.
Just then, his fellow sect members from the Land of the Four Pillars called out to him again.
So, Master Qian hurriedly shared his findings because his true body had not yet fully emerged from his shadow.
After he related this information, he also realized something was amiss, mainly that he could barely remember anything about Tan Shuchang at this moment.