Imagine a Xianxia MC. Imagined? Good.

You might think he fights other young masters, face slaps them, gets the jade beauties that aren't actually green, and becomes an immortal. If you have imagined that, congratulations, but that's not who I am.

I'm apparently Demonic Sect Elder, Type A. Crippled, and in severe need of disciples. Help.

What to expect?

- Comedy.
- Spirit Beasts.
- Pets.
- Misunderstandings.
- A good story
- Weak to Super Fucking Strong.