It Turns Out I’m An Expert From Outside The World

Li Jiudao travels through the world of practice, and he can only be a mortal without the qualifications to practice.

In desperation, he could only admit his fate, had nothing to do with fishing, writing and painting.

As everyone knows–

The little cat who came to him from time to time to beg for fish was actually a White Tiger, a demon emperor of a generation.

The white-haired old man who competed with him in calligraphy was an ancient power.

The peerless beauty who begged him to draw a portrait every day was a red fairy.

Li Jiudao was dumbfounded.

“So I’m an expert outside the world?”