The Torch Still Burns

In the third year of the spiritual qi revival, food deliveries still have to be made, DingTalk still has to be answered, and even people with supernatural abilities have to pay off their Huabei bills.

Jiang Chao is broke. So broke that he has to count on his fingers just to figure out whether he can buy his little sister a skewer of candied hawthorns. So broke that even his awakening comes out miserly.

Other people awaken amid shifting skies and raging winds. He awakens to nothing but white fire, which he can use to roast some Feilu.

The black-coated officers from the Tianheng Division come to his door and say they need his cooperation with an investigation. Jiang Chao asks, "Does the investigation come with meals?"

An emissary from the Blazing Plains Society corners him and says his fire can save the world. Jiang Chao asks, "Does saving the world come with benefits and a pension?"

An assassin from the Gravekeepers hunts him down and says he is descended from the Flame King. Jiang Chao asks, "What's a Flame King?"

"A sacrifice."

"...You've gotten yourself into serious trouble."

All he wanted was to keep his head down and survive. To squeeze into a rundown house with his little sister, cook a bowl of noodles, turn on a light, and wait for a morning when they wouldn't have to live in fear.

But someone wants to take all that away.

Then he'll burn down that door.

Whether it belongs to the Tianheng Division or those people from ancient times.

His fire isn't hot, but it can freeze everything into ash.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.