When Yu Chuan killed a toad and it unexpectedly dropped a bottle of Marrow-cleansing Elixir, and then crushed a rat only to see a Qi Condensation Manual appear, he realized that his drop rate had completely broken. He couldn’t help but wonder—if he slew ghosts or demons, what unimaginable things might he obtain? In this bizarre world of cultivation, merely surviving demanded every ounce of his strength. So why not become an asura, turning heaven and earth upside down? Many years later, when Yu Chuan looked back, all that remained behind him were heaps of bleached bones.
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"Yu Chuan, the First Lady wants you to chop wood. Are you sleeping here, lazing around?"
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"Smack!"
A crisp sound jolted Yu Chuan awake from his slumber, a fiery pain instantly blooming across his face!
Yu Chuan shot upright, his gaze fixed like a blade on the plump woman before him.
He struggled to suppress the urge to grab the iron axe beside him and hack this vile woman in two, forcing himself to rise slowly.
Standing nearly one meter ninety, his height made the woman instinctively retreat half a step.
But with the First Lady as her backing, she immediately stepped forward again, her momentum restored.
Yet, when Yu Chuan picked up the axe, and those eyes of his glinted with murderous intent, she couldn't help but feel a shiver of fear.
"Yu Chuan, don't think just because you're a member of the Yu clan you can live off us for free all day!"
With a final threat, the fat woman turned and left.
Yu Chuan, thin and gaunt, stared fiercely at her receding back until she vanished around the corner.
He looked at the mountain of firewood before him, recalling the dream he'd just had.
"What a worthless dream," he muttered.
Rubbing the burning redness on his cheek, a chill flashed in his eyes. "One day, I'll chop you up and