The terrain of this land is orderly, its secret realms laid out to standard specifications, and its ecological territories neatly divided. Everything has the air of being meticulously designed by someone.
There are no outsiders from other worlds, no System pop-ups. Everyone is a native of this land, following the proper path of cultivation, where strength reigns and victory is decided by direct confrontation.
Mo Yufan is gentle and refined, with the bearing of a gentleman, yet in the eyes of the world he is the most unconventional of cultivators.
He is casual, slick, and practical, and has no interest in fame. If he can't win, he backs down. If the odds turn against him, he retreats. He never insists on a direct fight, always seeming like an opportunist who relies on petty tricks.
No one knows that every seemingly aimless move he makes is part of a carefully laid plan.
He possesses the exclusive talent of a spirit-painter: Ink Creation. Whatever he sees, he can recreate in ink. His creations perfectly reproduce the form, aura, and patterns of the originals, making them awe-inspiring, yet they always retain a fixed weakness in combat and dissolve the moment they touch water.
He never uses his cultivation to overpower an opponent.
As he travels across the land, he commits waterways and terrain, mountains and ravines, and every blind spot to memory, quietly reshaping the landscape and setting traps, secret passages, and escape routes in advance.
In every confrontation, reality and illusion vie for supremacy
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.