The future is grim, with a fantastic and unpredictable high-quality super system produced by immortals and Buddhas. The missions are crazier than ever, with man-eating ogres, murderers, face-cutting madmen, schemes of great families, tomb raiding, apocalyptic crises, and so on. Qin Yu: That's because I have the divine skill of being a drama queen.
Jiaojiao: The issue is that your cultivation path shouldn't be farming.
Qin Yu: It's just a phase, and what's wrong with farming, anyway?
Jiaojiao: Have you ever heard of anyone who became an immortal through farming?
Qin Yu: No?
Jiaojiao: Yes, the Earth God and Earth Goddess.
Qin Yu: ...
Actually, there's another name that sounds pretty cool - the Immortal Mercenary, known as the cannon fodder of the great battle between good and evil immortals, demons, east and west forces on the Battlefield.
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Brother Xiao Niao spoke of a story from the mortal world.


The words were plain, the phrasing simple, and Qin Yu could almost imagine Fang Yourong speaking indifferently in her last breaths, telling the story briefly and coldly.


Chapter 1812 - Chapter 1779 Story (A Small Story, A Tribute to Life)