Acha que não posso cultivar e quer cancelar o noivado? Na verdade, já alcancei o Estágio de Fundação.
Quando Gu Liuyun estava prestes a ascender ao Reino Imortal, acabou entrando acidentalmente em uma fenda espacial. Seu corpo físico foi destruído, e sua alma primordial foi parar em um mundo paralelo chamado Estrela Azul, tornando-se um inútil incapaz de cultivar em uma família de guerreiros antigos! Assim que abriu os olhos, foi repreendido por sua noiva, que zombou de seus devaneios apaixonados! “Você acha que está à altura de me pedir em casamento?” “Eu sou uma cultivadora no estágio de Refinamento do Qi e, no futuro, posso viver até duzentos anos!” Ao ouvir isso, Gu Liuyun não pôde deixar de rir...
Acha que não posso cultivar e quer cancelar o noivado? Na verdade, já alcancei o Estágio de Fundação.
“Do you even deserve to propose to me?”
“I am a cultivator at the Qi Refining stage. My lifespan could reach up to two hundred years!”
“You were born with a crippled body, unable to cultivate, yet you dare to harbor such delusions about me?”
In the Western restaurant, the woman curled her hair in luxurious waves and wore an expensive gown, her tone defiant and haughty.
Gu Liuyun was impeccably dressed in a suit, holding a bouquet of flowers, kneeling on one knee with a vacant stare.
What was going on?
Wasn’t he supposed to be competing with many powerful figures in the secret realm for the opportunity to ascend to immortality with the ‘Ascension Stone’?
Why was this happening to him all of a sudden?
Just as Gu Liuyun was perplexed and uncertain, a wave of unfamiliar memories flooded his mind.
Moments later, he was dumbfounded.
He had transmigrated!
Moreover, he had landed in a parallel world where spiritual energy was scarce and cultivators were few and far between!
The lack of spiritual energy was one thing, but this body had no spiritual roots at all—not even qualified to cultivate...
“Gu Liuyun, silence won’t solve anything.”
The girl’s gaze was hostile, her tone growing colder. “You don’t really think you can marry me just because of a betrothal set more than ten years ago, do you?”
Gu Liuyun narrowed his eyes and patted his clothes as he sat on the sofa.
He studied the girl before him, memories about her surfacing in his mind.
Ye Qingqing, eighteen years old, from o
