The Dao of Magic

Here Iam, sitting onamountain sofar away from civilisation itmight aswell bethe godforsaken arse ofthe world, about toascend. Can’t wait toleave this crapfest ofaplanet… Turns out that the higher ups decided that anunaffiliated rogue like meistoo big ofarisk tolet run around free.

Seems like this entire cultivation world isalate stage capitalist money making machine for the powers that beinthe higher realms, and mestealing the good loot infront oftheir descendants and sect disciples noses finally pissed them off enough totake action.

First, they sent all the sect masters and hidden dao protectors tooff me— which failed, obviously. Heh, afterwards they simply bitch slapped meout oftheir universe though.

That isinteresting and all, but Ijust woke upinavalley watching some critters murder each other while trying not tofreak out about how bad itsmells here.

Soo… where the fuck amI? Why isthat deer fighting afeathery squirrel? Why amIteaching this baby rabbit saved from acannibalistic mother how tokick beings inthe face with the power ofqi?