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…
30, Great misfortune emerges, the mandate of heaven finally appears.
Three tall, approximately ten feet high, blue stone steles crumbled into dust one after the other, and after all three steles had disintegrated into the dirt, a long staff carrying traces of black flame flew toward Tan Shuchang.
He reached out to catch it and the flames extinguished instantly, Tan Shuchang distinctly felt that he could no longer activate the magic artifact like before, but at the same time, he also felt that he could now nurture a spirit within this magic artifact.
This magic artifact had undergone a qualitative change.
It was like the difference between a Golden Retriever and a Tibetan Mastiff; the former could be friendly with anyone, while only the true master could get close to the latter.
After successfully nurturing the spirit in the magic artifact, Tan Shuchang would be its true master.