He sold magic weapons on Taobao and participated in the Double Eleven Feijian promotion, accidentally becoming the sales champion.

He has sold vinegared dragon liver, steamed phoenix marrow, and spicy big kun fin in Meituan, and was rated as the top ten must-eat takeaway by sand sculpture netizens.

He helped people refit the flying sword and accidentally won the F1 Formula 1 competition.

He is Su Mu.

A profiteer who has traveled to the world of highly developed cultivation and magic!

He not only has a plug-in, but also a cute sister.

His slogan is: My sister can’t be so cute…

Pooh!

It is krypton gold that becomes immortal, one liver to the end!

My own krypton is not a big deal, it’s great to let others cry and beg for krypton together.

Little money is really sweet.

[No system] [No time travel] [Invincible physical body] [Ultimate swordsmanship] [Decisive and ruthless] [Sweeping all the way]

……………

Qin Guan is a powerful martial artist of the eighth realm who, following his master's orders, descends the mountain to fulfill his marriage contract.

The Nan family thought Qin Guan was a useless person who couldn't cultivate, and they didn't want to break the contract and ruin their reputation, but they also didn't want to marry their talented second daughter to him.

So the stepmother of the Nan family arranged for her dying eldest daughter to marry in place of her own daughter.

Unexpectedly, the kind-hearted young lady turned misfortune into blessing, meeting the love of her life as she neared the end of her life.

Everyone thought Qin Guan was a good-for-nothing, but little did they know he was an exceptionally skilled warrior.

The moment he made his move, everyone was shocked!

Everyone believed that martial artists were born without a dantian (energy center), making it impossible for them to condense spiritual energy for cultivation and thus difficult to achieve enlightenment.

Qin Guan, however, received a heaven-defying inheritance, allowing even a martial artist to cultivate the way of the sword, practicing both swordsmanship and martial arts.

You're just a martial artist, who gave you permission to forge a sword?

This is an era where legends have faded: the old Dragon King in the north turns over and the earth trembles; the peacocks in the west, nestled among the green leaves, are too lazy to move; two old sword-wielding men, with no grudge against each other, fight to the death; and a poor, weary scholar throws aside his books, suddenly draws his sword, and shatters half the land. This is also an era where legends are reborn: stunningly beautiful girls don't yet know how to dress; generals who sweep the land are still stealing sheep; not to mention the still-growing eccentric scholars, heretics, and strange monks; a callow youth picks up a purple robe and wants to declare himself emperor, only to be stabbed through the heart by an even younger child. That younger child says: "The stage is set, all the roles are played, a bizarre and wonderful panorama of humanity, but I am the protagonist of this play, destined for greatness. What can I do? I, a swordsman, am destined to be stronger than everyone else!"