ceiling for cultivators is higher; the end of cultivation is becoming an immortal, which is the ultimate dream of every cultivator...”When it comes to the word "immortal," a look of boundless yearning...As soon as Tang Hongying left, Xiaolan dashed into Chen Ping's room.

Chen Ping was startled when Xiao Lan suddenly burst in. He hurriedly covered himself with the blanket and curled up in a corner.

"What do you want to do"

Chen Ping asked Xiaolan.

"What am I supposed to do with this lonely, isolated situation" Xia Hou Dun's elaborate trap.Chen Ping looked at his wound, blood constantly dripping.Tick-tock, tick-tock...Chen Ping couldn't feel the pain, only that crimson blood seemed to ignite his fighting sp...