What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser?
Giles Baker is the grand founding patriarch of the Azure Abyss Sword Sect. For three thousand years, he remained stuck in the Energy Refining Stage, unable to establish his Foundation. Time to find some gifted ladies, for dual cultivation might just do the trick. Will he get to build his Foundation in the end?
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The Cauldron Knows All
That ancient vessel pulses like a heartbeat—first red, then violet, then gold. It’s not just set dressing; it’s the third character. When the intruder gets flung into it? Poetic justice. What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser? turns ritual into rebellion. 🔥🪙
He Laughs Like He’s Already Dead
Bai Fa spreads his arms, head tilted back, laughing at the sky—as if the gods are his punchline. The woman stands silent beside him, tears dry but eyes hollow. This isn’t romance; it’s resignation dressed in velvet. What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser? is the most tragic comedy I’ve seen in ages. 😶🎭
Sword vs. Smile: A Clash of Energy
The black-cloaked intruder strides in like doom with a sword, but Bai Fa doesn’t flinch—he *grins*. That contrast? Chef’s kiss. The purple aura, the flying kick, the cauldron’s glow—it’s not CGI overload; it’s mythic escalation. What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser? laughs in the face of tragedy. 😏⚔️
Her Hands, His Heartbreak
Watch her fingers clutch her chest—not out of fear, but grief. Every bead, every gold filigree on her headdress whispers legacy. When he grabs her wrist, it’s not possession—it’s desperation. What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser? makes immortality feel painfully human. 🌸💔
The Crown of Tears and Fire
That moment when Bai Fa’s smirk turns to anguish as he holds the trembling woman—pure emotional whiplash. The red-and-gold costumes aren’t just ornate; they’re armor against fate. What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser? isn’t a title—it’s a confession. 💔🔥