Crow Immortal

Crows cry in the cold night, and the young man embarks on the road to immortality.

Han Yu curled up in the corner of the broken courtyard, dying.

Until the crow landed on his shoulder——

"Child, hand over your treasure, and I will teach you skills." The old Taoist in black robe had a hoarse voice. Han Yu handed over the ancestral immortality token, but quietly copied a second one in his palm.

From then on, his immortality journey had an iron rule:

Everything I touch is mine!

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This book is also known as "About the Matter of How I Made Money in the Immortal Cultivation World by Copying", "Raising Crows on the Immortal Cultivation Road!" "This errand boy is obviously super strong but overly cautious"