With two wisps of smoke billowing from his nostrils, he leaned comfortably against the earthen wall, his eyes half-closed in contentment.,If this world allowed for cultivation and ascension, his "great achievement late in life" fate wouldn't be a useless thing, but a priceless treasure.,Fifteen years ago, when he was six years old, his father, Wei Bao, sold him to the Li household as a servant and farmhand.。