Taoist Priest of Chaos Wuji

The unkindness of heaven treats all living things as cud*, and the unrighteousness of saints treats all living beings as leeks. Widowed at birth and losing his father at the age of three, Ye Wudao's world was filled with endless darkness, and there was no light in his eyes. Now the only person supporting him to survive is Ye Ling, who has been dependent on him since childhood. I don't know how Ye Wudao would feel if he knew that all this was arranged by his father. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.