I really am the vill

A cultivator walked with a sword, instantly traveling tens of thousands of miles.,This body was so frail, it was almost unimaginable. He was certain he had returned to the age of fifteen, just the day he was about to begin his cultivation.,On both sides, the trees were laden with vibrant fruits. Even a single fruit plucked from them would be fiercely coveted by ordinary people, causing them to fight tooth and nail for it.。