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 Purple Queen’s Silent Power Play
Her fingers extend—not to strike, but to *touch* the white-robed one’s chin. No words, just tension thick as incense smoke. In *What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser?*, power wears silk and silver chains. She doesn’t fight; she *curates* the battlefield. 🔮✨
Hotpot Ambush: When Food Becomes Weapon
Cucumbers, sausages, eggs—launched like shuriken into red energy bursts. The hotpot isn’t just props; it’s narrative rebellion. In *What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser?*, survival tastes like broth and betrayal. 🍲💥
White Robe’s Quiet Rebellion
While others swing swords or summon veggies, she catches falling dumplings with grace. Her stillness speaks louder than any spell. In *What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser?*, the calmest character holds the real plot threads. 🌸🧘
Villain’s Hair Has More Drama Than His Lines
That wind-swept mane? It flares *before* he attacks. Every grimace, every robe ripple—pure theatrical rage. In *What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser?*, even the antagonist knows: style > substance. 😤🌀
Pineapple Swordplay? Peak Wuxia Absurdity
When the sword slices a pineapple mid-duel, you know *What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser?* isn’t playing by genre rules. The absurdity is intentional—chaos as comedy, combat as culinary prep. That slow-mo fruit split? Chef’s kiss. 🍍⚔️