The Number One Scourge of the Cultivation World

[Mortal Flow][No System] This story differs from traditional Xianxia (fantasy/martial arts) writing styles. If you dislike this, please do not read.

That year, a seven-year-old boy took his younger sister into the world of cultivation, and then, everyone who cultivated went mad!

When you embark on your journey to cultivate immortality, your talent, the treasures you possess, and the opportunities you have are all irrelevant. But you must remember, there is one person you absolutely cannot provoke.

Although this person is not a cultivator.

But his blade is faster than light, so fast that you don't even have time to mobilize your spiritual power.

His punches are heavier than the sky, heavy enough to stop the world from spinning with a single blow.

His mouth is even more vulgar than mine, so vulgar that it can make the scorching sun weep and the bright moon burn.

Who is he? He is a handsome young man who has no talent for cultivating immortality but practices martial arts in the world of cultivation.

Years later, a group of big shots in the cultivation world asked him, "Lin, handsome guy, why did you, a martial artist, have to go to the cultivation world?"

The boy replied with a grin, "I just don't have the talent for cultivating immortality, but I love playing around in the cultivation world. Everyone there is so talented, they speak so nicely, and they have all sorts of fancy special talents. Oh, I love it there."

The powerful cultivators collectively despaired: "You like it? You like that you wielded a sword and cleaved half the cultivation world in two?"