Thirty Years East, Thirty Years West. Don’t you bully the young and poor!
Split open the sky!
Go against Heaven!
Sick and tired of that kind of cultivation quote and troupe? The never-ending long grind that seemed to have one world after another once you supposedly reached the false apexes?
Well, it’s time to broaden your horizons! You shall now be blessed with the perspective of someone who’s at the top of the top: Ye Ming.
Someone who had foolishly decided to experience mortal life before realizing how crap it was. It was time to return to his real life.
“I wasn’t born with a diamond spoon, but born with the endgame life.” Ye Ming laughed sinisterly. He was the sole Young Master of a family who dominated everything already.
Trash cultivation? Trash spiritual roots? Trash background?
Sorry, but that ain’t Ye Ming!
However, he does have one great and relatable trait: procrastination.
"Cayden, yes... the Headmaster wants me to escort these ladies to the dorms but I can not leave me station unattended." Xander said bluntly. Cayden looked at the girls and then at the Headmaster. "Good day Headmaster." He said as he bowed but the Headmaster ignored him. "Gregory let's get going, I dare say we have better things to do then to loiter around all day." Gregory nodded his head as he took a quick peak at the boy who was still in a bowing position.
