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Su Chen only wanted to find a few cute little girls to keep him warm at night.
Cultivation?
He’d just muddle through it.
—This black pot of blame is actually a causality-based weapon of mass destruction.
—This one finger contains the ultimate truths of the universe.
—As a master, I’ve written three thousand tomes, and just one of them is enough to dominate the world.
Can’t learn it?
Totally normal.
That’s how it was supposed to go…
Su Chen stared blankly ahead, eyes lifeless.
His naturally airheaded eldest disciple:
“Master said I would be an Emperor unmatched through the ages. Today shall prove it…”
(And things spiraled wildly out of control from there.)