Chapter 0: The Evil Ghost Cultivator
“Ling ling ling…” A faint, almost imperceptible crisp sound of a copper bell pierced through the damp, decaying air of the canyon, faintly echoing from afar. This bell’s chime was…
“Ling ling ling…” A faint, almost imperceptible crisp sound of a copper bell pierced through the damp, decaying air of the canyon, faintly echoing from afar. This bell’s chime was…