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…
The head of Western Tuo Mountain, upon hearing this, pressed his palms together, equally filled with emotion, "Not an Immortal, but almost."
...
By this time, Tan Shuchang, who had just casually dealt with the troubles of Heavenly Sword Mansion and dissolved the three top Immortal Sects, had already left with Dongdong.
He led the little girl into the Blood Pool.
Instantly, she became immensely curious about the Blood Pool, peering left and right. Then, seemingly on a whim, she summoned her Heavenly Sword.
Next, she dipped it into the bloodwater below, intending to test whether the bloodwater possessed any effect that could diminish the spirit of the sword.
However, as soon as the sword touched the bloodwater,
Dongdong's face froze, and she widened her eyes as if she had discovered something incredibly significant.
And indeed, it was significant.