In the evening, Chen Xiaolu walked along the path, humming a tune.
Ever since he was young, he loved to take the path, not only because his name sounds similar to 'small path', but also because he is rather unremarkable himself.
Very few people knew that he was actually a Medicine Cultivator.
But as a Medicine Cultivator, he definitely wasn't qualified, or one could say, diligent.
Because he didn't cultivate enough.
Yet his strength still grew nicely, all thanks to him taking these small paths.
He loved to steal.
Loved to steal other people's Big Medicine.
The logic is the same as stealing a woman, no matter how well or tenderly you raise your own medicine, it can't compare to the thrill of stealing.
Among Medicine Cultivators, there's generally an unspoken agreement to not interfere with each other, but not for Chen Xiaolu.
Along the way, he even devoured two Medicine Cultivators.
