The future is grim, with a fantastic and unpredictable high-quality super system produced by immortals and Buddhas. The missions are crazier than ever, with man-eating ogres, murderers, face-cutting madmen, schemes of great families, tomb raiding, apocalyptic crises, and so on. Qin Yu: That's because I have the divine skill of being a drama queen.
Jiaojiao: The issue is that your cultivation path shouldn't be farming.
Qin Yu: It's just a phase, and what's wrong with farming, anyway?
Jiaojiao: Have you ever heard of anyone who became an immortal through farming?
Qin Yu: No?
Jiaojiao: Yes, the Earth God and Earth Goddess.
Qin Yu: ...
Actually, there's another name that sounds pretty cool - the Immortal Mercenary, known as the cannon fodder of the great battle between good and evil immortals, demons, east and west forces on the Battlefield.
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Xiao Tingyun looked at Qin Yu, "It was just an accident, but how could it become common knowledge among 6 transfer stations within half a day and even lead to a thousand-group war? That would be one thing, but to establish a banker's gambling wheel in such a short time, and to accurately intervene in most of the betting pools and fights, everything is orderly, everything calculated for profit. Even if someone had been planning this, with a terrifying capacity for manipulation, to rally and organize people to carry out such a task, it could not be done in half a day, unless there was prior preparation. If there was preparation, then this is no accident."


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