I really am the vill

Xu Zimo, clad in white, resembled freshly fallen snow. His hair danced with the cold wind, and his eyes were deep and boundless.,Humans begin their cultivation journey from the mortal realm, refining their flesh and blood, honing their bones and sinews, tempering their skin.,Xu Zimu arrived at Qingshan Peak, the residence of the most powerful figure in Zhenwu Sacred Sect. It wasn't ostentatious or filled with luxurious palaces and pavilions.。