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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Costume Design: From Heaven to Hotplate
Gold-threaded shoulders vs. feathered black robes vs. *that* red qipao with cherry blossoms—each outfit tells a faction’s vibe. Even the grill master wears embroidered sleeves! What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser? treats fashion like a weapon. And honestly? It works. 🔥
The Real Power Move: Passing the Skewer
Forget sword duels—true authority is handing someone a perfectly charred mutton stick while elders gape. The hierarchy shifts not with chants, but with seasoning bowls. What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser? redefines ‘righteous way’ as *shared hunger*. Deep. Also delicious.
Why We’re All Secretly Team Grill Master
While others pose with staffs and solemn vows, *she* flips skewers like a deity of flavor. Her calm amid chaos? Iconic. The camera lingers—not on the gate, but on her wristband catching sunlight. What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser? reminds us: legacy isn’t built on temples… it’s grilled over coals. 🌙🍢
The White-Haired One’s Side-Eye Says It All
His expression when the BBQ smoke hits? Pure aristocratic disbelief. He’s seen demons, heavens, and time loops—but *marinated lamb* at the sacred gate? That red dot on his forehead blinks in existential crisis. What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser? nails comedic timing with divine precision 😅
When the Gate Opens, the Drama Begins
That dragon-flanked gate isn’t just architecture—it’s a narrative trigger. The mist, the scale, the silence before chaos… classic xianxia tension. And then—*poof*—a grill appears? What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser? knows how to subvert expectations with skewers 🍖✨